a smile walking through forests green and tall a blind path leading the people my friend, the hermit lives within us within that beautiful forest a visionary and leader leads everyone towards a dream-like moon come swim in the ocean run away from reality my friend, the dreamer will be there as well as the blind and soon after all of our beautiful visions shall decay we will be alone I will be alone alone in a forest walking aimlessly and reflecting on that smile but the animals will be there, as well as my friend.
Reason for writing:
listening to John Lennon's music and just becoming inspired
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