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Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Glockenspiels and Jingle bells


Alone in a sea of few

People who love and care

I flaunted it in pride

And cause me more despair



When the tides turned

Crowds beseeched me

I seemed to belong

In company, I decried



Push away the proximal

Retreating within my shell

This subsistence will

Prove to be my death knell

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