first steps
we walk light along the trail
backs heavy with burdens
stories to tell
time passes
unassuming gestures accumulate
fantasy beckons
but remains elusive
unending labor
building ships to carry us
waters churn
holes are found
discussion
discourse
distrust
disperse
maybe we're meant to stay
like trees
but we uproot
and stalk prey instead
who's to say what's right?
we are.
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