Apr 2020
on the pier
a morning walk
where nothing
is clear
from the first
I feel at home
no one can really
see me
I cannot really
see you
something can be
anything
someone can be
anyone
a morning walk
where nothing
is clear
from the first
I feel at home
no one can really
see me
I cannot really
see you
something can be
anything
someone can be
anyone
(55/M/Harrisburg, PA)
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