Becoming like a child
Seems impossible when all I want is to be an adult
I have to let go of the roots of the world
Spread my veins the in the realm of eternity
Sometimes is a good time to uproot
Tied down like a complicated loop
Neglecting my hearts desire
Hoarding wood far away from the fire
Sparks flying
Crying
Wanting more from me
Still stuck in the woods
Rejecting the fire
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