When poems have no home they reside here.
It's been a while
I'm still here
Floating through this space
Reaching out, grabbing nothing
Nothing changes
No one really cares
No one reaches back
I feel alone
I feel cold
Isolating myself
But the world still turns
Regardless if I am here or not
Human connection You crave it You feel alone You feel the absence of touch You lean into anything you can Just to not feel it You wish you...
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