. . . there's a path that could not have been
can't be but shall be seen by wise eyes
all seeing all knowing belonging to you
yet not you in some form sideways 360
nonexistence up safe in a tree perched
on the brink a vast ethereal forest
nocturnal wide-eyed visionary
Nov 28, 2018
Nov 28, 2018 at 3:37 AM UTC
. . . there's a path that could not have been
can't be but shall be seen by wise eyes
all seeing all knowing belonging to you
yet not you in some form sideways 360
nonexistence up safe in a tree perched
on the brink a vast ethereal forest
nocturnal wide-eyed visionary
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