I ran down the broken path Taking on the forest's wrath Whipped in the face by every branch that could
The urgent message I carried forth Though not knowing how much its worth Survived better than I the anger of this wood
Longing for a better place Sweat rolling down my face Blurring vision and sight
Long and twisted my eyes reported Familiar things all distorted Loss of reticular might
My windows to the world began to tear and swell Though just how much I couldn't tell Being infected with this salty gush
Torso and limbs already covered in sweat Drenched by the perspiration wet Covered even before my eyes in it's flooded rush
The shortest path I had to choose My hurried travel came to close My objective visible through this self-induced rain
I pushed through the gate Hoping not to be late But I was, my journey having been in vain Longing for a better place Sweat rolling down my face Blurring vision and sight
Long and twisted my eyes reported Familiar things all distorted Loss of reticular might
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