Taking a walk

Lone street light, winter’s wind
Casting shadows in its stream
Never a want, never a need
Light and shadow, over weeds

Tire of humour, keeper of pain
Tire of time, counting stains

Meandering through life,
No master of mine,
The circumstance,
I try to hide

No last words, the tale is long
It’s your time to carry on.

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