““the dark tree, the cold sea" although I know you can never be found although I know that from the highest height you cannot be seen you are not hiding from me or are you is it how you look now or maybe how I look now all these years gone by places seen people met not knowing at any time who I was or how others saw me or did not see me and how are you wherever you are if I write you a letter I’ll get no answer if I cry out to you to come in my final hour you will not come but I will still look for you””
