You've felt lost for a while now, have't you?

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what was written in the wind

flowing through the creek

like eons etching deep

it spent so long in the moss

when you came upon

a mighty mountain

you didn't turn around

though you saw me below it

the sunlight stung my eyes

exposing my softness

shielded by winter

what do you think he saw?

in the deepest forrest

grew what would kill

a testimony to its impulses

soft, soft, soft

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