Agog doll dancing on the horizon
Delirious yet dandy, the day spates
Today is alive and young this season
One adolescent tells of dreams, yet prates
Wanting to make a scene, the trees will bloom
Of human complexion, they find their place
Inanimate entities leave no room
Mankind will react, remove, and replace
Not yet barren, a small sapling will sprout
To grow curious of one’s surrounding
And see what this horizon is about
It is full of life and still abounding
A doll, child, man, tree, are not what they seem
No matter what, they each have their own dream.


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