Transferee
where you wander endless
your endless walk starts, where you sing
Light songs, you hope and take
A pause to muse at how green
the
falling
leaves
are
how they leave tress
bald, as if they were,
like your eyes,
the last capsule
Of capture.
Where it takes
You from here
Wherever here
Become nothing
But a glimpse, where i set
This free, the silence is in.
your endless walk starts, where you sing
Light songs, you hope and take
A pause to muse at how green
the
falling
leaves
are
how they leave tress
bald, as if they were,
like your eyes,
the last capsule
Of capture.
Where it takes
You from here
Wherever here
Become nothing
But a glimpse, where i set
This free, the silence is in.
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