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Feb 2020
What is is to live alone?
What is it to lose?
Why does my mind fight?
How deep it is to feel unknown...

To lose the depth of relating
To find the depths of self-relating
To look up from the floor below
I sink further still

I am striving to know my grass is green
just where I am and try to glean
To see that I am whole without
The thing I made my life about

Easier said than done
Andrew Harris
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Andrew Harris  28/M/Iowa
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