Train of Thought

In a random stream of consciousness,
I see you there standing,
Gaping in to my soul.
Looking for answers,
We walk along the wilderness,
With the rustling leaves,
In a dim-lit October sky.
A wielding climber,
A broken branch,
Consequences of actions,
Or the bearing of time gone by?
Little can we know.
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