Woe

You think compassion is well-calculated risk
And the sands of time cannot touch your beliefs
You gaze at the mountains
And they call to you
Like a lover lying in wait
But they never really wait do they?
So you long for the sea,
The calmness and the fury
Ordo ab chao
But a few days after, you get tired of the duality
And fantasizing about the sky,
The one you cannot touch,
Seems to be the only thing left to do,
When the earth loves you
With a hopelessness that you understand
But cannot feel

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