walk.

it’s a nice night
for a walk,
i said to the stars;
trace his footsteps
through the trees.

it’s a nice night
for a walk;
the stars agreed.
forests of shadowy gloom
and black silence.

it’s a nice night
for a walk;
i trip, i stutter, i don’t fall.
rows of flowers
mark the path home.

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