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isn't it eery - sitting alone
where seats of men usually inhabit the leather?
i'm rather pensive, but i am prone
to strands of thought tied effortlessly together.
is it threatening to you, or is it relieving
to have a whole public place all to yourself?
are you searching around? are you even breathing?
do you feel free and strong, do you bask in the stealth?
do you really dance when nobody is looking
or just say you do 'cause its such a nice phrase?
are you held by opinion, can you not let your heart sing,
even when no one will get in your way?
you see, lonely friend, there's no answer or rhyme
about whether it's right to be sole or surrounded
the question is, though, what you do with your time.
do you do what you want, or is your judgment clouded?
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