with only the ravens and chickadees as my friends,
i spend my time breathing fire and let my mind run.
possibly with a drink in hand
decent conversation
or stumbling foot steps.
sometimes when the wind blows strongly through the surrounding woods,
it sounds as if a car is coming down the road..
and even though it's been atleast 6 years
since i first was fooled into anticipation
by the wind playing tricks on me.
it always gets me.
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