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Wandering Spirit (Free verse) by angel_uy
A wondering spirit,
Floats through the rain.
Weary and sad,
Feeling all alone
With nowhere to go.
No tears run down
For she can not cry,
She forgot how so long ago.
She knows nothing but saddness
Does not know how to be happy,
Things once seen in color,
Are now shades of gray.
She hears voices calling out
But they seem distant, almost non-existent.
Things begin to spin
A world once clear, now a blur.
Her eyes are tired
From looking at nothing for so long.
She wants to leave
But does not know how,
So she wonders on
In this dreary existence
Never to look back.
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