I walk outside of brightness
walk on grass wrap in darkness
I look up to see more lights
so tiny it fits my juice cup
trees are but shadows filing
can't make it up even I stare
four legged run pass my car
could be feral or rabbit, fast
I reach leaves, cold n smooth
size of burrito wrapper, I feel
I broke a branch for my cane
so I won't stumble be in pain
then i'm part I can see clear
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