Mind of a traveler
I close my eyes the somber color in the sky,
Makes me wonder the answered why’s,
My heart feels one , yet my mind lingers ,
Like a broken chord of a lost singer ,
The somber mood through the bright sunshine,
Makes the contrast in my mind blind,
The echoes are like loud whispers and innuendos ,
Calm like crescendos.
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