Closing in

down a path you can barely see
Ice breaks beneith your feet
a lonely journey in the dark
but at least you are free

the space between us is getting smaller
I can feel it deep
like an echo in a holler

at home with an ancient view
I turn the tides within you
draw you towards me
like the moon would do

the trail you walk
was guided by stars
it cuts through the woods
like a forest of scars
the best paths
lead me to you
the overgrown
and the brand new
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