Solitude
Please listen to and read the work of a talented writer.
Solitude is a bridge.
I clutch the railing and can see
a panorama of worlds—
the ancient child
the youthful vigilante
the compliant adult
the manifested—
I, on my bridge, pad about in the middle.
Well: not in the middle;
I’m removed from it all,
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Beautiful share, Thank you!
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You re welcome. I enjoyed these words also.
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