A lonely world there you say
a foreign sky passes over
friendship less tangible
I'd send piece of my heart
arrow disobedient for good
reaches the tradewinds lifting
where no man breathes
into the grass old men blessed
Walking in silence at the base of the world
Where compassion is learned amid sarcasm
Where my own body grew and advanced forward
Take this piece of heart this arrow and stoke tomorrow
A lonely world indeed out here
take this handful of intention to see you well
to shield you from depression and anxiety
to filter their lies from the vessels of our minds
Overthrow their low thought
Head up and forward, I read your face
Take from me my word my faith my grace
Prosper despite their want for pride and shame
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