Afloat of Life
Mesmerized as making cloth to hold, to grasp a new life,
As which way leaves may fall.
Dependent on beyond or pleasure of another,
Each giving day, vastly we open our traitors of thy heart.
To be again a same being, only more wise of change
Imagination, somewhat whistling in echoes,
Each having a voice of calling for another,
Another melody and another climb up a mountain.
Looking at myself within this rock I stand on,
Mesmerized as making cloth to hold,
To grasp a new life in thy air.
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