Worn shoes on the cold sidewalk
The asphalt holds what I didn’t say
I keep walking alone while the shadow guides me
Slow steps
In this wind
I walk
Maybe the north is an illusion
A horizon with no direction
Looking for traces in the crowd
Afraid of what’s to come
I walk alone around here
You walk far from there
Will we ever walk together one day?
We walk
Yes, we walk
On the same path
Trail of dust under the burning sun
Is your direction east or somewhere far east?
Silent cities filling the mind
Beaten ground
Contained sound
You walk
Maybe the north is an illusion
A horizon with no direction
Looking for traces in the crowd
Afraid of what’s to come
I walk alone around here
You walk far from there
Will we ever walk together one day?
We walk
Yes, we walk
On the same path
In sync
Parallel lines meet at the end
Distance between you and me
One day the road will say yes
I walk alone around here
You walk far from there
Will we ever walk together one day?
We walk
Yes, we walk
On the same path
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PoetryWorn shoes on the cold sidewalk
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Summary:
That is a new poem
Written by
Alddo Kraas
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