'As if you could kill time, without injuring eternity.'
Nature's breath, that spine-tingling chill.
The sound of the ground, crawling with life.
Stillness and chaos, wolves stalking the kill.
A careful endeavor, to escape the strife.
The forest forgives everything, and nothing the same.
Carelessness is burdened by the timing wherewith.
You reach for your comfort, yet you are to blame.
For the lingering thought, that surrounds the myth.
You're encumbered, and lost, a writhing worm.
Hope is finally released, from that ancient box.
Stars shine bright, even though you've reached your term.
Your last attempt to pick, the invisible locks.
Escaping your fate, that was once so assured.
Embarking, you vow, to challenge who you are.
Depths of your being, need no drugs to be cured.
Fortify your dreams, allow them to carry you far.
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