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May 2018
Loneliness comes in two forms,
Alone or together.
Feeling warm,
Or "under the weather".
How long have you been feeling under the weather?
Days, maybe weeks?
How long have you been wearing the knitted sweater?
The green one your grandma knits, the one as light as feather.
What is it that she seeks?
And you too, what are you looking for?
The reaction of daylight savings reducing one more hour of sleep?Evidence that global warming exists?
Why do you weep?
Show your wrists.
mitus
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