Musings of a Depressed Little Girl

"The power of the pen,"

Someone once said to me

"Is much mightier than the sword"

And sometimes I wonder why

Rocks and trees make up the landscape

And the moonlight bleaches out all the colors

Two people on a bench

Just sitting and talking and thinking

Nothing more, nothing less

The intellects break free to their shells, the circles

"One is the All,"

Said the snake as it ate its tail

The raven cawed in reply

And the dragon flapped his wings

All is agreed upon in the universe

But should it be wrong the pond says

"I told you so."

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