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Clarence Hill

November 22, 2010
Sole pair of feet on a hilly road
Footsteps are the only sound
No other in sight
No other, and alone.
The sun’s up, looking warm
Only to the eyes but not in truth
Ghastly wind and chilling cold
Embraces the warmth and kills its source.
Salty water, the eyes are shedding
Trickles down a snowy face
Halt! Breath… ease your ache
Look on ahead and see
Beauty and grace to behold
Wonder why and wonder not
It hasn’t changed, “it’s not the same”
Not at home, not dreaming.
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