All of the countryside,
towers of brick chimney,
thick dark clouds puff.
Reaching far into the deep blue sky.

The world is smaller, he noticed
a man points to the horizon and reminisces.
"When I was a boy..."
...The thought interrupted by another,
he is reminded of days
When thicket of green and brown...

Songs and chirps
Primrose and poppy
Sunsets and the hill.

Forever lost and tick.

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