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Letter S

  • Rita Coelho
  • 9 de nov. de 2024
  • 1 min de leitura

When I think of me, I think of me alone.

I always assume I’m lonely

and feel a constant fear.


Solitude haunts me,

it follows me everywhere,

it greets me constantly.


I feel the terror of us being distantly close,

together in space,

lonesomely apart.

 
 
 

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