Strolling Chaos

Marching along a
Divided loop taking
Series of passing
Journeys that dabble
In seasoned woes

The stroll climbs
Over in marked
Travels seeking
Unknown places
To rest upon

Quietly searching
Deep in ones thoughts
Shouts briefly into
An oblivious end pacing
Each vision of truth

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CortanaLain aka XELain

Weird, Dark at Times, Creative Poet Writer with bits of Flow, Spacing moments outside thru realms of Life.