A poem written in 1994. when I was living in Zurich.
She walked
Where she did not know, nor did she care.
She knew she would get there one day .
Eventually.
Wherever there happened to be , she did not know.
She did not care.
A song ran through her mind.she could not recall the words.
So she hummed the tune aloud.
A strange chill ran up her spine.
She felt this song should mean something to her.
Alone where she was ; Alone as she allways was.
There was no-one to ask about the song.
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