Today you held my little finger,
I was reminded of ..actually nothing.
Not even of my childhood when i was taught walking.
I felt like you were showing me the way,
or taking me to somewhere i can be.
Awake all night on knees.... gave away those doors and keys... walking with winter blues.... Left home with a pair of jeans....Hands searching for warmth in cold.... mingled with dreams inside.... empty pockets and empty she... with the chilly wind besides... the puppet walks away tonight.
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