My eyes reach far forward,
Where the sky touches earth,
The earth holds the trees,
Where the clouds pass by,
And there, where the sky
Touches mountain top snow,
Is the point where the sky,
Meets the earth, meets the sky.
Where the valleys lay deep,
In the grooves on the ground,
The sky touches everything,
That reaches the cloud,
If the sea were a means,
To an end of the earth,
Then earth, touches sea,
Touches sky, touches earth.
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