It’s nothing extraordinary
But staring out of the
Cafe window this morning
The way the sun reflects off
The shining black bitumen
And the shrubs on the road divider
Cast their silouhettes
Makes me happy

It’s easy to get lost in the past
And clothe myself in loss and regret

But sometimes if
I just let my mind wander
It will find its way
And wander out of the shadows

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