A tree branch
And we sat still
We couldnt move but
We hadnt will
Looking around we couldn't believe our eyes
In a trance we fell silent by ourselves
A break of quiet
And words come out
Soaring to other worlds
In Holy Form
Marching on to wage war against the foe
We almost float away in the breeze it renders
A big ordeal
And we clamber down
To face the music
And we trudge so willingly back to whence we came
Unhindered by the barrier, the barrier that is right in front of us
One we don't surpass before we part in a frenzy.
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