you built a fortress of trees

feet in waters, rooted so deep

hair held by the sun its arms that twirl

careless, here this is the grip of the world you sought 

views of yesterday were shallow I said,

there were crevasses we missed

but in time passed

even the toughest veils had faded away

 

 

 

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