Walking on Cracks

Last week I fell
Through a crack on the street
Landed in a place
Where the rocks could speak
And the wind would guide
How to place your feet
On the path where you ought to be

That day as I fell
Time stood still
Days made sense
And always will

Now I only want
To go back
To that grey lit place
That fey lit place
So now I always step on cracks

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