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The Journey
January 20, 2021
Wind bites my face
frosty eaves lead the way
while a silver hollow
awaits the rest that
will never come
My restless footsteps line the ground,
the trail of a tired soul
who wanders the Earth
alone
it is so cold
so cold and
so lonely
and so frozen
so cold that snow glitters like sun
even during the night
stars
I cannot see
anymore
but I try
because the memory
of those twinkling lights
cannot disappear
from a sad
bitter
shadow
my eyes lift up to the sky
where the call of traveling birds
begin
Wingtips drift up to sky,
the waxy crescent of the moon
flying above the frozen world.
© Anonymous
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