Life after social media and the meandering thought stream of deep consciousness

A Walk In The Park

Move through the frost in the dead of the day; crunch under feet. Just like I said, It would be this way. Every harmonic of the passing of the traffic keeps my eyes wide, third not excluded. Taste through the wishes of my peripheral, a sight to see, a flawless visual. Keep moving, life’s too short; crack a smile, stay a while and I’m out and on my way. Just another great day to be out in experience, little boots stomp along, padding to the beat, get off the street.


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