No Direction
Walking around with no direction.
no direction.
Is this flawed or is this perfection?
Lost without a place in mind.
place in mind.
Is this bad or is this refined?
Unaware of approaching strangers.
approaching strangers.
Are they kind or bringing danger?
I was playing around with rhymes and echos and this is the result. Interpret it as you want; I don't really know myself. I think my writing mind knows but isn't telling me.
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Posted at 12:55am??? On a week night??!!
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You can't say you don't like it, though.
ReplyDeleteAnd it wasn't a weeknight. We were going to visit Antonia the next morning.
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