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wind’ed

When walking,
Onward,
Stepping
Lightly
Between the through-broken
Tufts of green,[ …]
We are patient.

When time,
Simple
Excesses,
Melts off the skin,[ …]
We are patient.

[When accepting
There is more,
Following
wind’ed words
Toward sanity, …]

When nature,
[You know,
The real world,]
Finds us,
Lends us a view
Of life, unrestrained,[ …]
We are patient.

When this world’s
Place in the spin
Pushes us
To be where we be,[ …]
We are patient.

When we
Follow
Our
Instincts,
Those
Bits of ourselves
We know not until needed,[ …]
We are patient.

When we die
lights in the distance

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