The day finally breaks, I wander the streets. In this cold, the bitter wind will split your lips. Darken souls. Freeze their faces. In time. my thoughts will wander as the wind settles down and I can snuggle my consciousness under a hood.
I am the dreamer, alone in my world,
Lost in limbo
When the wind batters my senses inside
Where concrete and stone
Make asphalt seem soft
And one missed step could crack your skull
Break your wrist, or ruin your knee
So I know to beware because
It is so bitter here
That death could appear to me as a friend.
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