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Be Still

Written: AUG 22, 2003

Here I sit alone,
wondering and wandering
within my mind.
Seemingly dropped,
like so much unwanted,
confused and frustrated.
Shaking in muted light,
dwelling in darkness always,
is that hunger or helplessness?
I should get up, get ready to go out
and do all the unimportant things I do,
my heart aches to just be normal.
Far from that I seem,
for always strange and disquieting things
occur and mess with my sanity.
I’ll leave myself alone now,
leave to frolic in a crowd,
somewhere busy were I can be still.


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