Wild

Eras passed by, still I stood, refusing to be defined for I would lose fragrance if you try to mix the shades of sky with eroding soil, have you touched words that float and sink at the same time, that drift and yet rhyme? This time let words sit paralysed, come; sink in me for there is infinity to find.

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