the old, run down mill
stares at its reflection
in the deep darkness
of the still, silent river
as ghosts of men,
women and children
drift by on currents
stealing them away
to new places to haunt
ghosts of the mill
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The Autistic FellRunner
I am a 52 year old male with a late diagnosis of Asperger's Syndrome. I enjoy writing in all forms about people and life. I enjoy running over the moors where my mind can be free from the stresses of everyday life. I am currently studying for a PhD in autism and aging. I hope you enjoy my writing and please feel free to leave a comment. Thank you for taking the time to visit my site. View all posts by The Autistic FellRunner
The Autistic FellRunner 