Briefly 5/3
Hold my hand
I am Michael J. Wilson
Come with me into the deserts of wherever you are right now
The mind is a cage and is also the universe
I know it feels endless I know the dark of night
Tears fill glasses beside my bedside too
Here is a lone pine tree twisting blankly in the night
The bark is shredded paper is dry it is skin
We can walk til dawn I will not leave you
You will not leave me
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