WRITING & POETRY
NYC
A night in a city
Blanket of cold on my toes
Dreams are Dreamt Realities are struck
It is easy to get lost
This place with the opposite ends colliding
Though me fears of failure are seen on the street
with the woman rolled in rags, breathing, and quivering her life away
...I know my fears will be my guidence
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7/31/05