As I walked down a place I had seen
I wondered where I had been.
The mystery of the place proclaimed
It was made of lands unnamed.
Bare sand stretched far and wide
When up and above came a roaring tide.
It gulped my neighbour a hundred feet from me
Incessant screams, where could she be?
I walked ahead to where she had stood
And saw a totem made of wood.
It showed her face, in rage
None other than my own visage.
Behind her lay all her dreams
Contentment and all she deems.
Joyless still, something is wrong
Only to ambition did they belong.
Origin unknown, her possessions lay there,
Successes, for those she did not care.
Against anyone, against herself
For whatever might be, they lay on the shelf.
I stared at it unable to believe
It was myself I did deceive.
I clenched my fist and let out the screech
Collapsed on my knees to beseech
Forgiveness, for I had aroused
Horror upon which I drowsed.
And as I did the sand gave way
To blithesome drizzles along the bay
The feel of which sparked joys unseen
Behold my laughter to a merry green.
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