Take me to a land far from here, where trees bear fruit every way you look
Take me there, where the air is always warm, and only the bare minimum needs to be covered
Take me away from everything I’ve known, but don’t let me forget to show you what I’ve been shown
Take me far far away from patterns and circles
Take me to right angles, and choices
Take me to a place where the wind sings a song, and the trees follow along
Take me, better yet, move me. Instill bone-chilling inspiration inside of me
Take me to a mirror so I can see it clear.
It appears.
I’m taking myself there, or is it here?
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