My Journey Begin
cold nights lonely days my mind goes blur the wind goes her. my chin down my eyes closed my head nods the trees sobs, my heart stops is it my time to depart the earth says walk the serpent says talk the owl cries tic toc tic toc tic toc.
my hands cold my feet aches so much walking i’m breathing heavily i’m staring glaringly my body shiver my spirit whisper my soul chants her My Journey begins.
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