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When I sit alone, Someone will ask, “Can I use this chair?” Then carry it to another table To laugh with friends over there— Leaving me, still and silent, Closed off like a clam.
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May 2, 2025
May 2, 2025 at 11:11 AM UTC
Here’s The Type of Person I am
When I sit alone, Someone will ask, “Can I use this chair?” Then carry it to another table To laugh with friends over there— Leaving me, still and silent, Closed off like a clam.
Have you ever felt like this?
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May 2, 2025
May 2, 2025 at 11:11 AM UTC
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