was it some
dawn cloud
clouding up
my mind
or that
twilight mist
whatever I
rightly find
obscuring my
midnight view
what karma
that disorderly sum
more a creative sun
blinding what is
illuminating corridors
an orbiting light
something further
third eye vision
soul inoculation
true and real revision
envision a gift
clear perfect sight
there's that tree
lifeless in dark forest
where they erect
select to hang us
out to dry
a sacred tree
that is
more glorious
than the way
we need to live
or the way
we need to die

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