Elm and Oak long gone these days,
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I search for self now lost,
wandering through soul so bare,
ignoring price and cost...
Blinded by my wretched self,
afriad to see the light,
THE TRICK is lost on me i fear,
through my own thickening fright.
I look too deep into the void,
upon this sea we're tossed
many refuse to see the truth,
we don't know WE'RE NOT LOST.
and as for void it's true also,
that it does not exist,
we just assume it's always there
as our beliefs we twist,
yes i think i'll do fine one day,
when i see truth as is,
time and loss is fine my friends,
but all does not exist....