I look back upon that day,
One like any other
A walk through the woods,
In search of some wonder
…

The solitude, the sunflowers, the everything
I get lost— lost in it all
My head tells me I’m wrong
But my heart tells me the truth
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A few more miles, and at home I shall be
With blood on thy hands
There, I left him, for all of the world to see
No, this wasn’t by chance
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A thousand trees standing in front of me, painting the scene, the scene of a landscape of stupendous green, all of which these two eyes have never seen, each with branches that tickle
…