I woke up. Pretended to be a bloke
Conducted an argument with myself
Walked to the bus: a swaying goldfish bowl
One must navigate between earth and sky
Find one's way through a forest of symbols
Like a knight in a dark, silent wood
Though life is finite, a one-way ticket
The eternal endures, light and dark
The candles of horse chestnuts standing proud
The shaded graves are as cool as water
On a hot, prickly day. I walk past them
Imagining I am not going to die
Conducted an argument with myself
Walked to the bus: a swaying goldfish bowl
One must navigate between earth and sky
Find one's way through a forest of symbols
Like a knight in a dark, silent wood
Though life is finite, a one-way ticket
The eternal endures, light and dark
The candles of horse chestnuts standing proud
The shaded graves are as cool as water
On a hot, prickly day. I walk past them
Imagining I am not going to die
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