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Gloom Of Grey
I walk this walk in winter’s fog
along the path to fill each day.
Each stranger I see barely nods,
they pass by without aught to say.
Against the cold I wrap my coat
while trying to ignore the sting
and thoughts of all the miles ahead
that passing through this season brings.
I still recall the trees in color.
It seems like just a day ago.
I dream of time i...
Sunday 2nd March 2025 9:25 pm
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