What lies before me
I see what lies before me, I believe only what I see, I have the weight of the world on me Yet I can still breath
Every day that passes with me I see my reality grow faintly
I fall asleep to the gentle breeze Only to the dawn to see the willow trees My eyes are unsure, do I see? The beauty of nature bestowed on me.
Missy May
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