“I see you, my friend.

The forest — your beard,
the mountains — your brow,
the lakes — your eyes,
the sunrise — your smile,
the fog — your breath,
the rain — your tears,
the rivers — your blood,
the thunder — your laughter,
the lightning — your fury,
the clouds — your thoughts,
the sky — your looking glass,
the stars — your dreams.

You keep me from loneliness.”

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