
You asked me about
the paths we cannot take.
There are no paths
we cannot take.
In the blue sky of winter
and the red sky of summer.
It is still an endless sky.
Limited only by the shadows
you choose to keep.
How shall we walk today?

You asked me about
the paths we cannot take.
There are no paths
we cannot take.
In the blue sky of winter
and the red sky of summer.
It is still an endless sky.
Limited only by the shadows
you choose to keep.
How shall we walk today?
Beautiful
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