Naked How Deeply

Naked, how deeply can I reflect
Within this self who's alone from neglect?
Somehow within, I think I've lost face
For what and how I can never retrace.
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Too much perhaps, myself I contemplate
The past, the future, and my singular fate.
Is this my being on lone pedestal set
To be my own object and my own lone regret?
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Through layers of memories deeply I review
The old, the older, and even the new.
I am, therefore I am, but what
Am I to do with my life, or the life that I've got.
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A trace of moon stands up in the sky
And rivers to places wave lazily by.
I sit and I sit and never get any place.
I sit here all naked just holding my face.
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Perhaps some day I'll stand up and see
How naked I am when alone I flee.
I'll put on my best, my face will be seen
And somewhere out there I'll find a new dream.
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Get down from this pedestal, down from this life
I'll take a long walk and find a new wife.
Somewhere in the woods far beyond we will build
A life full of love and to each other's good yield.