WHERE ROADS BEGIN

we are the leaves

of autumns fall

clouds watch over

us with breezes

shredding softly

the passing of

summer

its more than

words on paper

as the voice within

steps aside

the unfamiliar

and familiar

while time and gravity

bend the shadows

we are haunted by


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