i see birds chirping,
deafening my ears,
their seasonal swarm;
seasonless.
owh how delirious the thoughts of you.
i hear flowers changing color,
outpacing my sight,
their wind sway;
motionless.
owh how curious the thoughts of you.
from one thought to another,
the mountain of my transitional fears,
now, and forever.
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