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Morning Walks
morning walks you spend alone
time squandered
without the sun fully shining
you see a gray horizon
feeling the limitless stretch
out there
shadows of trees
foggy mountains and
this sad bird still sleepy
on a branch of a tree
underneath the grasses wilt
and some unknown footsteps
you stop for a while to think
and then you keep on walking
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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