The world spins around me

I see glimpses of people walking
but i get carried away in thought
so i go to close my eyes
I see the high canyons 
that blanket all of Utah 
I remember the feeling of snow
as it seeped through my gloves
Utah is a part of me
a part I can’t afford to lose 
because whenever i feel lost
I visualize my past 
and hopefully my future. 


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