A poem

The night is young
and the moon is bright
but there’s not a person in sight
I walk at night to here myself think
Only to see that same old fink
I wonder and wonder why im so weak
but when I see my success I never feel meek
I walk through a mist with no vision
But i do know that I’m on a mission
I trust in my higher power
I trust in the universe
I will always try trust in my friends
even though my last friendship came to an end…
By Tyrone Garcia

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