Single figure, not quite a human being,
walking upon wet grass; daylight; misty;
slim - not necessarily young; gender unknown,
but most likely to be female, biologically...
hands-in-pockets; hair black or very brown;
no rush, yet not carefree; steadily paces,
the precise movement suggesting youth and health,
despite the face turned away constantly
like the powerful aged moon, or mirrors' backs,
a limitation on perspective, construct of sight,
brain trying to equalise inner and outer
as if it had already found its death
when all that we retain shall be the world's
temperatures, moistures and infilled ambiguities.
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