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Jan 2014
moments alone are when I'm most at home
cup of coffee in hand, glasses on
the cool breeze coming in from outside
away from the voices of others
away from their thoughts
their stares
their criticism
i'm in the comfort of my own company
where my thoughts pour out
and swirl around
like constellations on my ceiling

(gbr)
Feels a little short.
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