Choka, isn’t it? ~ 25C (Irrelevant)

Days In The Blackberries Field

I don’t walk, they say.
I have never been here.
In the sand or snow
I don’t leave footprints behind.
People go through me.
They inhale me like the air.
Adopted by mist
Waves throw me over the walls
Unexpectedly.
Where am I? Irrelevant…
I have never been here.

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