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My Poems
Standing Still



What am I doing?
Why am I here?
I'm not doing anything
I really don't belong here?
My life is standing still.
I'm not moving in any direction.
This should have meaning
I should be going somewhere!
But where is that "somewhere?"
Wandering aimlessly, searching for something.
Something to get me going.
I don't care what
I don't care where
Just so long as I go.

- Isaac DeLeon 2000


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