2 years ago
I followed the sound of the wind

I followed the sound of the wind, 
the sound of the rain, 
the song of the birds,

and found myself
walking slowly

along the streets and avenues
till I was at the doorstep

of a small man, a tired, old man,
an angry grouch
of a man - 

the man who lives 
right in my 
heart.

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