am niether here nor there
don't feel this nor that
not cold not warm
traversing through the spectrum
and yet not latching on
bygones are bygones
learning to look forward
nothing to look back at
caught in between dusk and twilight
waiting for night to arrive and soothe
the mess I created for myself
was of no consequence
people I revered
don't deserve a mention
past well buried
doesn't haunt anymore
present far from content
but not sad
I walk on, again
learning my lessons well
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