Still around,
Watching the leaves float around the trees,
Seeing the wind blow beneath my feet,
Thinking that all may be uncertain,
Truth lies beyond the sunrise,
As the night sets and the day begins anew,
The newest memory will be the rising sun,
Sunrise at the start of everyday,
Living here in this burned down building,
Just sitting and waiting for the cloud to part,
Just to reveal the world for it may be,
Open and entirely vast
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