You are the landscape
Whizzing by the window of
My high-speed train
Losing your clarity
Blending your borders
Indiscrete, blobby
A fragment, a stone
A flake of dirt
An object in my rearview mirror
Still you are closer than you appear
You are the landscape
Whizzing by the window of
My high-speed train
Losing your clarity
Blending your borders
Indiscrete, blobby
A fragment, a stone
A flake of dirt
An object in my rearview mirror
Still you are closer than you appear
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