at dawn
i pass by your house
i know that
you are in there
your room is lighted
by the window glass
i know i am still
welcome
but i have already made
a decision
i will just pass by
for i have some other
plans
for the goodness of my
own life
last night
i have already
weighed
the possible
consequences
my new home is uphill
behind me the high mountains
beyond me
the blue seas....
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