through woods
or sleeps in shells,
Like a wildflower
beside the road,
let her invisible
shelter follow
her till dawn
breaks,
and the morning
shines
upon her.
be safe and good.
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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