Past choices made
led me
to this very moment.
I’ve wandered for miles
to be free,
to know where
all the love went.
Years pass by
with my attention …
Gone.
My head stays
.
.
.
down
as voices surround
me – a person not seen.
I don’t know how
long it’s been.
I quickly look up
to no one around;
It might just be
another
ghost town.

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