Once I stood so close to the mountains
That I could not comprehend
Their splendor and their magnificence
Till I moved farther
Into the recesses of a green valley;
I have stared into your face too long.
Step back
So that I may see the world.
Perfumes
The smell of rain
And pine wood burning
Waft into my untidy room
Almost making me forget
The lingering fragrance
Long after you have gone.
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