Returning to Prospect Hill
Via streets
already
the height
of familiarity
such clear,
incomprehensible
memories
alight in me.
I know
who I was
but lost
the way to
why.
Returning to Prospect Hill
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Returning to Prospect Hill
Via streets
already
the height
of familiarity
such clear,
incomprehensible
memories
alight in me.
I know
who I was
but lost
the way to
why.
No posts