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My heart is like a heavy stoneMy heart is like a heavy stoneMore Like This
laid upon this mount
this hill
where a rough edged pebble has written an epitaph
and the trees above they sing no song of lamentation
I stood beneath a currant tree
whose smell is sweet
towering giants scrape forth the skies
either shading the weary or sore to the eyes
those titans which was brewed from the hands of the sun
grew forth with much gusto grew forth with much pride
whose features are flawless
their bloodline as though of a king
they poised themselves with the air
of a deity
Each with a shade
Each with a fragrance
Each with a name
Each has come forth to refresh the dull frame
of a lonely top
all
Sta.sh
