The Mountains Seem as Distant as the Years
|The mountains seem as distant as the
How could my heart remain so far away?
I walk within my words, yet even there,
Roiling inside, the nameless play,
Thrashing through the net of thought like tears,
Yielding silent music to the air.
The past seems no more real to
me than dreams:
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