i walk alone through
places that bring back
memories of when we
met and ran over moors
and fells together. the
streams and waterfalls
remind me of how we
would stop and watch
the ripples take our
faces to places we
could never get to,
never know the names
of… now all i have are
reflections bringing back
memories as i look for
your face in the stream
hoping you will return to
be by my side again
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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.
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