Heading back to my home of solitude,
I pause to take a deep breath,
feel the wind embrace my face
and reflect for a moment.
The sounds of busy North Street
come alive, in the Old Town of Chicago.
The gusts of wind are no strangers
to this part of the world,
as they live up to their justified moniker.
After making a stop at Starbucks
I head back reluctantly,
as committed joggers pass me by
heading for places unknown to me.
I too head for someplace unknown to others
but known only to you.
My solitude is crying to surrender
to release emotions and expectations.
Rescue me from this solitude.
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Music by: Eddie Bullen
Words by: Joseph Paul Amadeus
Published by: Sagitar Music / QDB Music.