Musings

When you start to doubt
And it seems foolish to ask
When only you are in the dark
And everybody else seems to know
what they are doing
When it is only you
And no one else seems to be around
There always is
Someone else
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Itchy eyes
Stinging light
Hoarse voice
Free spirits
Stiff limbs
Intense faces
Aching feet
Steep stairs

This is me
Now
Outside