I saw you there atop a distant hill
I heard your voice through the calm and still
Your words sounded so honest and sure
I was curious, approached premature.
And as I drew near, the more it waned;
The calm, the clarity, it all was maimed.
It became clear, the closer I came
That I was never really your aim.
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