Sound, air, Moon, stars
Light changing from afar
Am I to you, what seems
To be a melancholic mystery
What was is not, if fact, I find
That only time will heal my mind
The sound that comes in through the trees
That’s distance heardvbetween the leaves
My focus shifts and what remains
Are tall firm oaks in passing lanes
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