Wind Chill by Nolan Bucsis

May 29

Now adays.
The days.
Just blow away.

And, I'm left in hesitation.
Wondering what went.
Wrong.
Hoping I have enough time.
Left.
To do something more.
Than passing the time.

Written by

Nolan Bucsis 41/M/Somewhere in Canada

(41/M/Somewhere in Canada)

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