As I walked down,
The rainy, foggy atmosphere wisped me into a forgotten dream
one in each, for a momentary while nothing was as it should seem,
It all appeared like a scene from Where the Wild Things Are
I felt as if I could grasp it, yet it was simply too far.
I try not to look back
nor keep track
of this seemingly enticing journey.
Searching for the mind to react, To find how to act ,
Sometimes mind, like an empty road searching for the one untouched path
Heart is like the leaves on the road left crumbled,
Only the breeze makes them WALK .
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