Setting yourself to be, to be up there, above me; righteous, proper, good, reliable, all of those traits which I never could aspire to.
Setting yourself up, on a pedestal, at a distance; keep away you said, keep away you implied, keep away, keep away, keep well away.
And the crooked branches, of the crooked tree, in the crooked mist, beneath the crooked rain.
And then the light, and then the green-shoots, and then the sadness, left someway behind me.
And then the blossom, and then the road sign, and then the time, for someone new to find me.
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