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Quietest & Loneliest

Apr 22
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Maybe this is the quietest and loneliest

Corner of the world,

Where a poem pops up,

Every night,

Regardless of how good or bad it is,

With or without any inspiration,

For someone on somedays,

Or for no one but me on some,

Whether anyone has read any for the last few months,

Or if anyone cares at all.

Maybe this is the quietest and loneliest corner of the world.


 
 
 

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