i saw small words
to myself
during the shade of night
the cold that comes before dusk
i wake saying small things
little words that help me continue
today i was without
today
cold only bought silence
the sleek of quiet sidewalks
so i hold the sounds in
not wishing to misspeak
wait for a girl to cross my path
knowing there have been words missing
she will do her best saying,
"Sometimes,
living in a big city
you just need a little courage"
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