What is that, you say?
My heart wishes to speak?
Excellent, dear friend. It been long
since we have heard from you.
What is that, you say?
Let me think about it:
No no, I think you must be wrong
in the matter.
You speak to me of clouds
and I live on the ground.
You speak to me of wisps
and I live in the rain.
Fine, fine;
I will take your considerations
under advisement.
All advice is welcome.
It just, sometimes,
I find myself troubled
by the suggestions
you give me.
Although I wonder:
Is it because of
expanded fear?
Or contracted vision.
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