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innocence Unearthing my mind
into the enviromental flow
Society breaches time
and turns it into snow
the heart is steadily beating
it reaches out to call
something strange and wild
for no reason at all
my thoughts become wider, fleeting
like clouds onto the view
searching for knowledge unfound
and to grasp ideas new
beauty comes with seeing
but my senses have no use
to understand who I am
all I can do is muse
The adventure is for seeking
yet, I am tired today
my memory is depleting
and slowly fading away.
