A Grasp
That rock that seemed so near
Has fallen so far
Thrusting away
I held it high
Once,
Now I cry and cry
Buried visions
Left for dead
Lost underneath a city
I see the waves
Sparkling
The hills paved with
Amity, seem so cruel
Walls so high beyond the alley
Closing on me
I see
Darkness
And the fields
Seem so surreal
In my dreams
I smudged my face
With earth and soil
For that land
But still the rock
Underneath lies
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