Asked Myself the Answer
Stepping out of my craft,
Onto the earth below me;
The land was bare of grass,
I found an open sea,
Asking where I am,
I thought,"Where is the answer?"
Looking for a tree,
Or maybe just a pasture,
Without a place to go,
By the sea I walked.
Nobody, here to speak with,
So to myself I talked.
I found myself alone,
Which led to my disaster.
I woke up in a fright,
And, asked myself the answer...
Onto the earth below me;
The land was bare of grass,
I found an open sea,
Asking where I am,
I thought,"Where is the answer?"
Looking for a tree,
Or maybe just a pasture,
Without a place to go,
By the sea I walked.
Nobody, here to speak with,
So to myself I talked.
I found myself alone,
Which led to my disaster.
I woke up in a fright,
And, asked myself the answer...
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