Fingers gently brushed
Against the thorns
Over the infinite roots
Soon the fingers touched something new
The nature changed
Soothing to violent
Fingers gently brushed
Against roaring flames
Soon consumed
By the beauty of the world
Or so it thought
Fingers gently brushed
Against it's blind eyes
They begged to see
The beauty of the world
Fingers gently brushed
Against the confining chains
Things were not the same
Fingers gently brushed
Against the dangerous death
Fingers gently stilled
Now forever silenced
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