a
few moths since
these
leaves turned over
make
a note
want
to remember
every
moment
might
seem pointless
can’t
let the fog as the snow melts
go
unnoticed
did
you happen to check it out
tonight
maybe the moon shines
shooting
star right through
Orion’s
belt always seems to help
center
the self quick
even
in the rain
know
where it should be
in
the fog hiding in the shadows
sometimes
better not to be seen
so
often or at all
never
will give up the game of words…
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