"Wandering"
Where have you wandered?
You don't feel the same.
You're lips have a peculiar taste.
The doors of our home
did not lock out the cold.
What lies on a blanket, unfolds.
Where have you wandered?
I can't say your name,
you no longer spell it the same.
The gust in the sky
that was trusted to fly,
stole you as you flew away.
Where did you wander?
Where did you wander?
I hope you're not lost
in regret.
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