I GUESS I AM NOT ALONE
I guess I am not alone in this;
there are other configurations
to be found. In each direction I
peer, another motion is bound.
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Down the low corridor of life
I have slid; not even walking;
merely a slide. I guess I am not
alone in that either, so many
having passed before that ride.
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It's a comfort just knowing.
It's a comfort - of sorts.
No place to run. No place
to hide.
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