Like an unwanted

Those little lanes
Keep haunting me
With their icy surfaces
Or sided with weeds.
I do not miss them, but
I am plucked out of them
Like an unwanted,
And for that I keep thinking
Myself back there
Walking
by yesterday’s
Long forgotten
Dreams.

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