Undergrowth with Two Figures by Van Gogh
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flowers crush under their own weight - it's how the end slides in
widened perspectives tell us more of the same
deep thinking root claustrophobia as the treetop remains out of sight
we are not the centre - we just have tunnel vision
always seeing too much or too little to make sense
as we dress for the occasion of our overwhelming insignificance
placed on our side we are just the rungs of the ladder
eyes low for happiness, some still travel face up
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