My world is too precious for you to keep me anchored
in this tight spot in the dark corner of this sailboat
where little bothers you because you’ve created this
you’ve built it out of your two hands
adventuring through your sufferings and trials
all of this out of your conscious actions
while I imagine something different
where there are mountains and forests
and innocence runs wild like the old beasts
but while I see these things
I desire mostly humanity and the essence of being
the consequences of loving and exploration
discovering my sporadic bouts of invention
I can only love you if you embrace what I believe
and at least attempt to live through your soul
I’m selfish in such ways.


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