POETRY : Look Up to The Sky

I saw the whole place was empty
My eyes swing sparkling
Searching a thing which is not within
I touch the softness abstract
Within an imagination spread out

I walk through the path
Which is not tracked some how
There it is a point
Lead me onto the sight of unknowing

Then, I pull the the past
To made a reminder as nothing.

-Some where over the trees
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