This cold winter touches my cheek as i walk,
This walk,down the dark shadowed trees,
These street lamps speak to me,
The song on the radio reminds me of,
The days that i spent last year.
The same lanes that i walked on,
The same fogged up lights as they peep,
The thing that changed is my heart,
Freedom and free spirit is what i live with now.
Good bye warm memories,
Welcome new ones,
I walk alone,
Yet, I walk strong!!
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