A Lone Traveller

A Lone Traveller White water veiling wet walls Of pebbles, stones and rocks standing tall. Mist rising from the meandering road Of sandy soil and destinations unknown. A lone traveller like me walks by, Lost and wandering under the cerulean sky. Cold wind kissing the back of my neck, Bringing the whispers of words unsaid.... Continue Reading →

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