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A ghost town

justamjustam Posts: 21,410
edited February 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
as I walk on a wooden walkways
it feels like the wind has come and gone
somehow, it's the day after everyone left
and I'm alone to explore the empty place

Being unharmed, I notice the lovely morning
I know I should feel sad for the departed,
but
instead,
I'm just so damn happy to be left alive!
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  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    I need that edit feature!! :)

    it should say "the wooden walkways"
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  • Being EnlightenedBeing Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    :) Just like justam to take a sad situation and still be able to find the smiles in it. :)
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
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