Awaking to the rise of the sun
I see the birds flying through the air
Reflecting colors creating this blue
Above my thoughts I can not comprehend
Overlooking transparent breezes
Under estimating the ice on the window sill
I see the hills seven miles across the earth
In the depths I will linger
Hitting the grass melting away the night
My friend the sun drinks the water
The shade we call monsters run from my friend
Far from me I count the days
I saw the circus coming to town
They were fleeing from humanity
With open arms the forest embraces them
I know they must last
Smiling my friend keeps me warm
The snow has crystalized
Purple pink and orange
Until tomorrow I will see my friend
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