Strange
Strange
I am walking a path.
It is a strange path
filled with people.
My mind is clouded,
and all I can think is
Leave me alone,
just let me be.
Wait, don't go,
I'm begging you, please
stay here
But they cannot hear
I am a snowflake in spring.
Melting,
and I don't know how
or why
Voor Gedichtenwedstrijd - Junns
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