life is awesome, and there are stranger things.: The traveling loner

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

The traveling loner

Blury static fog

Bended hexagontal zig-zagging sharp edged finger's bare branch's

Barely lit over there across the way

Bended

Never seen it before

Sereal nostalgia

A-new de'ja'vue

Hiccup state

With every drag intake

Smoke is breath

Cold is inbetween breath's

Static thicken's

Sharp edge's vanish

Moon light only there to offer

Traveling loner

How to be in motion

One day at a time

Take the moment

Stride by stride

Traveling loner

You are real

And walking

Straight on through

This city of mine

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Feeling's

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