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Grasses lost below my feets,
As this forest hymns, some mystique beats,
Its trees stood tall with ancient eyes,
Whispering the truths frost in lies.
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A raven flaps, its wings in black,
Scatters echoes in its hollow track.
Its eyes, like arrows, gazes too deep,
They stir the parts of me I keep.
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A blossom blooms, its petals too shy,
I touch its glow, but it slips my hi,
Fading as dreams do in daylight..
Promising a life still asking, why?.
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I pass a brook, its waters still,
I kneel and watch its flowy fill,
The ripples speak of sorrow's taste—
A memory glimpse, I can't erase.
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A burst of flame, flickers too bright,
A silver phoenix takes her flight.
Its feathers falls twinkling the breeze,
Reviving time's endless streams.
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In the silence, I met a ghostly fox,
Its fur, like mist, weaves through the fogs.
It looks at me, sight full of fear,
A mirror of what I refuse to hear.
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A figure forms, in mist, then gone,
Wisdom beckons, but moves on.
It leaves behind a faded trace,
A knowing smile upon its face.
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The sky is dark, but stars ignite,
A thousand fires in enternal night.
I stand beneath the vast unknown,
And feel, for once, I'm not alone.
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The moon, now blue, hangs above my head,
A knowing queen whispers words unsaid.
I pause, and realize, all paths entwine—
What I seek, is what I leave behind.
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