FOOTSTEPS

I hear footsteps
In my head
I wonder who it is
Walking around so late

I look around
But see no one
I wonder if I’m going nuts
Or if I’m being haunted by a ghost

I focus on the sound
And realise it’s not human footsteps
It’s the sound of my ideas
Taking shape in my head.

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