sidewalk blind
underneath the streets
the city takes shape
shifting the direction of
my stride
until I end up walking
opposite your footsteps
as if I could see them
understand these streets and
how they move
against me
how they leave me
tracing the echo of your passing
and in doing so
I move even further away
as if I was ever close enough
-M.Feldmar
the city takes shape
shifting the direction of
my stride
until I end up walking
opposite your footsteps
as if I could see them
understand these streets and
how they move
against me
how they leave me
tracing the echo of your passing
and in doing so
I move even further away
as if I was ever close enough
-M.Feldmar
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