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Walking

I walk here
Alone
Black cat upon my shoulder
Purring softly in my ear

I walk here
Alone
Under a ladder
Like the Eiffel Tower
With the black cat on my shoulder

I walk here
Alone
Trot on a salty path
The hushed crunches under my feet
Under my ladder
With my black cat on my shoulder

I walk here
Alone
In a hall of broken mirrors
Ever turning for a path
Or an exit
Walking on my crunching salt
Under my ever tall ladder
With my black cat on my shoulder

I walk here
Alone
No charms to be seen
No smiles to greet
Yet I am walking
Ever walking
With my broken mirrors
Laid upon my salty path
Under my ladder
With my black cat on my shoulder