So far removed from your neck of the woods
Split bark from growth rings
think of rekindling
the embers turned to ash
The hollow seek sanctuary
temporary understanding
So far a late bloom
foliage blending in
The hollow speak transparently
In your eyes at least
For all the things I can't describe
and all the things I choose to hide
Silently.
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