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Walking By

The distant mountains,

the serene trees,

and the clear skies,

I take it all in as I walk by.

 

The grass crumples when I step on it,

It patterns as the gentle breeze blows,

I look back,

and the footprints seem to be no more,

But I take it all in as I walk by.

 

The dandelions surf on the wind,

I see hordes of them fluttering across the sky,

I reach out my hand and clench my fist,

to catch some,

and I find none,

But I take it all in as I walk by.

 

I gaze at my shadow void of everything but my outline,

I desperately chase it to the ends of the earth,

Only to realize my own worth.