Puffing Out the Angst In Me
Solitude—
oh, I love
this word
as much
as it loves
me. I live
in it, with my
earthly shadow, where
no one dares
see me, huddling
‘tween dark and
empty space,
longing for
the stars
to wink out
the coldness
of my thought—
‘cos of you!
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