Slowly moving,
Earth beneath my soul moves forward
I have lost touch with all.
The sun shines as my spirit soars
Yet, still I have lost touch with all
My ears carry the City’s life,
As my eyes inhale the essence
Still nothing leaves an impression
And again I have lost touch with all.
Tomorrow I will try again to wash my
Sadness clean
And travel my isolated road.
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