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Shedding thought

What is this world to me?
What am I to this world?
What is life when so finite?
I wish to hold my girls and laugh
I want to be wrapped in dark waves
Lost within that tidal sea
I need to find the highest cliff
Scream amongst the strongest winds
Let a voice ride upon its current
I need to run through forests
Feel the earth beneath my feet
I always find a breath of life
Amongst the cold flowing waters
Amidst the mountains run
I always find the truest reflection
In the least of minds adultery
Why am I cursed by thought?
When I want to simply be.
Time will show whatís meant and right
Until that night
I hold my heart and fight
That pursuit to simply live
Lost amongst the lines of verse
We'll see if it can be.
Fiftysevenhours
Written by Fiftysevenhours (.Quercus.)
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Author's Note
I will listen always to anotherís thought but not change my submission.
The words are as they fell and glisten (to me at least) it is what it is
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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