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Everything In Front Of Me.
What is it that I see all around me?
Shrubs and trees filled with things unseen.
Skies and winds shrouded with gasly life of living tears.
Streams and ponds running still as gathering life sets a field
What is it that I see in front of me?
Green and red changing leaves falling from the stars.
Tears of water dousing the land to feeding all things among the ground.
Water running turned into rage slowly cutting away its surroundings.
What is it there that hides from me?
Insects and homes in which they love among the shrubs and trees.
Birds and spores ...