I Would Be Lost
Bound to a resolute frame,
a boulder of being,
that rolls for no one, no thing
I would be lost
in a river of dampened dreams
wearied by swimming upstream
if not for the made up mind
of a once wandering friend
since rooted in fallow ground
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I love how packed with adjectives this is