And I walked in circles. And I walked away. Through the haze of tomorrow. On a night that was today. Some see in bright colors. Some, shades of grey. I saw the darkness in light. On a night that was today. The voice whispers remorse, for the place I'd never stay. Not even to return home. On a night that was today. And my world is filled with silence, for the words I dare not say. So I walk the streets unnoticed. Forever drifting, cast away.
Reason for writing:
I was inspired to write this while watching the snowfall outside.
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