Sorauren ave

Overlooking the ravine thirty years elapsed

Memory glitch

punk nights in green satin

in a body that was not mine

in a story of someone else’s ambitions

in a soul loss

Sitting at this bench this afternoon looking at the huge glass windows

smiling again

my footsteps are real now

as the eyes of the husky are blue passing by

my heart is taking the pain now

the price paid…


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