So many thoughts
like dust particles
floating about my head.
Some find their way to ink
while a few just circle around
showing themselves now and again,
making them seem like old memories
or places I have been to –
Were you there with me?
Do you remember… we were…
Never mind. I don’t think you…
It just seemed so real.
We stumble into 2024
the absence of snow
brings with it a welcomed absence of
footprints.
Z. Corwin
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