Horizon
Stand while stretching out a hand,
Turning all directions,
Where the skyline meets the land,
It burns to make connection…
It’s where thoughts cannot escape,
But still remain intuit,
So they sit and there they wait,
Until you come pursue it…
What may seem as just a plan,
Or dream that you in vision,
Can be born if you command,
Releasing you from prison…
So that you cannot be bound,
By bonds that may contain you,
Setting free so it is found,
For others to lay claim to…
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