Let me study how they rest. Sightless eyes set where tumultuous rivers - unknown and clean- run circles around
me. Dark with depth, obscured by bigger things, stronger things, older things; I cannot see. I can only feel the waves
on the shores
of their lakes.
I cannot see them but their rivers see me. A small child envying - -
Lend me your peace - grant me your slumber - make me understand.
me. Dark with depth, obscured by bigger things, stronger things, older things; I cannot see. I can only feel the waves
on the shores
of their lakes.
I cannot see them but their rivers see me. A small child envying - -
Lend me your peace - grant me your slumber - make me understand.
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