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a walk

a walk

May 21, 2018May 21, 2018 ahorsealone

In the alleys of solitude,
Wondering selves
Exchange wine.

And in a gust
Of autumn leaves,
I hoped to find
Your eyes
Among
The evening lights.

Like the smoke that slips
Through a window
Of an aged apartment,
Let me be
The afterthought
Of a marooned soul.

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