When I stand on the dampened hill
I think perhaps in this moment
I gorge my soul keys
Into a free world
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I lust for the idyll Eden
In my cathartic yearning
Where I am lost and stuck
Between past and future
Like a helpless fly
Stuck on the smooth webs
Which lay their lives
Forever intertwined
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To sprout, to fall into a world
Where my doubts lie
Entré mis memorias
Which suffocate my solitude
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I hope instead of
Ther treasure trove of
Our ever waking song of jays
I can find the rain in grays
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The ther should be thee
These sound like words used to describe mental health, or this is exactly what I feel when I feel low. I really like this; it's very relatable.
Great work❤️