Into the Morning (day 404)

Everywhere I go I fall in love
Some of these things I just can’t help
When I take to wandering the streets
Just following my nose around in a way
I could only be me in being
I find that I fall in love with the streets around me
With an essence that erupts from my being
A way that is the only answer
When it’s what you begin to learn
And after the thought has left your presence
The night is all that is left
It still lingers on
Carrying you into the morning with a swing

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