The Show

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The Show

I know a little more about The Show. 
Pacing time on where my thoughts should go. 
I see up in my tree; I so want to know.   
This is a game I see that makes the ribbons flow?

I sit them in my fort; friends of mine do go.
From the fort, does my cast help me to know? 
Your mind is yours; my license spent,
I dwell the past in my presence.
                         
The Show has changed me; incredible to see. 
I praise kindness showered onto me;
My past; my part practiced now is done.
Shared rhyme; learning the followed path of One.

My sight does see, The Show has sculpted, molded me.
So I go, were the ribbons flow; my path cut just for me.
These things and more, I know and see,
From this fort up in my tree.

The Show is Light; I can see,
Moving heaven into me.