Me viewing on an tropical floral Hill,
the sun rising midline, from the horizon, of the ocean.
While observing the spray of the waves, then crashing
against the rocks, while in and out, with it's motion.
Me realizing, standing at such a great height, how vast,
the length and the width; was beyond, what I can see.
Witnessing, the gulls flying, and huge boats sailing,
with a sky above reflecting, the massive blue sea.
Small was I in comparison to all, in life,
still not knowing, the answers, to the reasons why.
Yet still able to come to the final conclusion, to one,
the world is definitely bigger than I .
I want to save you
Since I can’t save me
There’s lots of dust to sift through
But we’ll get there you’ll see
Mistaken paths
Hooded identities
Dissecting parts of halves
Vision starts with remedies
No more counterfeit strategies
We’ll drive the straight line
Try and see if we can finally be free
Speeding the midline drinking moonshine
Just dig down underneath
Find the adventure in anonymity
Vaulting secrets just to breath
Forge the future to clutch gentility
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