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Poem – Nowhere
I walk the path half here and half there that place that has no name and when I close my eyes I become engulfed in the falling white petals from the ancient sky.
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Poem – Where is the Path?
The burning city settles below the horizon as evening darkens trees and empty streets. ~ Lost into haze I let go and allow instincts to guide me through each day, unaware of each step and each mile that passes, I arrive and I leave this space. ~ I see black shadows across the ceiling, in…