In the darkness of the night,
Away from all street lights,
Some drifters walk past,
A cold wind is blowing,
Where are you going?
Please look at me,
Hopeless and desperate,
Hiding in the shadows,
Forgetting who I am.
Hehe... I like this poem Chapman! Thank you for sharing!
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Cold wind is blowing with marvelous expression of natural mind.10