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I tend to generally write a poem that fits a novel I’m writing, and this I usually do without realizing. Must be the fact that that story subconsciously stays in my mind.

Carefree Steps is something I wrote and rewrote couple of days ago and it’s supposed to fit the new spec Ebony & Frank. But something doesn’t feel right or sound right. (The flu has muddled my brains!!)

Would love an opinion or two on this if any one is game. 🙂

Carefree steps

Into the darkness

strays carefree steps,

the dying light

sleeps amongst the land of promises

by morrow, the light will bring everything

but home

which by and large you passed

an age ago.