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Posted by MFish

I walk the night,
my head hanging down.
I'm not saddened,
just watching my step,
avoiding the puddles,
small watering holes,
where darkness is rich
much like the air,
laden with hope,
for the here and now,
as I, alone,
trod this path
towards a destination,
I do not know,
spare me the talk.
Spare me, my Soul
and I will in turn,
let myself go.

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