Redan försvunnen.

Im the stretch.
Streched out
the stretch of beach,
stretch of street.
 
Stretch of light;
in nowhere woods.
Stretch my hands
so I can feel warmth
in empty palms. 
 
Im the stretch. 
Stretched out. 
If I reach further 
maybe I'll go away. 
 
Stretch of land.
Stretch my roots 
through palm of hand
maybe I'll find peace. 
 

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