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The
Journey
Twenty miles I walked and nought I saw
But green fields of lilies there before.
I wandered by the wayside deep
Numb, without sense through want of sleep.
Canyons of my mind
Eyesight to the blind
Fears of wonder flying
Comfort for the dying.
Scenes of want depressing
Parts of life for guessing.
Wishing life was with me, love for taking
Senseless banks of river, deers and forests shaking.
Forty miles I walked and nought did I see
But nearby mill of sadness, by the old yew tree.
I wandered by the bankside deep
Unreal with feeling through lack of sleep.
Pressing on my head
Feeling for the dead
Doves of peace in kind
Singing for the blind.
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