Am i

I’ll give you just a piece

Of the brightest green and melody

Of the bitter cold and bittersweet

Of my every sense and self defense

And how I slowly breathe

 

It would take a whole life

To begin to share my depth of sight

Invoke my definition of bright

To comprehend my meaning of end

Maybe we’re not finite

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