She Writes Her Mind
Saturday, 13 January 2007
Secluded
The wind howls in the distance,
Whistling through the buildings,
Closer by, right outside,
Cars whiz right by,
In the thick of a city,
Yet so secluded,
So far away from anything,
Anything that matters,
Anything close to my heart.
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