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I am alone.
I don’t know why.
Are you there?
No.
It’s just me.
In the dark,
I sit on a bench,
Waiting for you.
I see something.
Is that you?
No.
Just a shadow.
The breeze runs around me,
I am on a tire swing.
It’s pretty.
Trees sway.
I feel a small push on my back.
Finally!
I turn to greet you ,
But freeze.
You are not there.
It is just the wind.
No.
No.
You are not there.
WHY ARE YOU NOT HERE?
I sit
Alone.
Silently.
There’s a knock on the door.
I know it’s not you.
Is it you?
No.
I open,
Expecting it to be you.
Are you there?
No.
It is just me.
Just me.
I am not me.
I
AM
NOT
ME
WHY ARENT YOU HERE?
WHY ARENT YOU HERE?
ANSWER ME!
No.
I am alone.
No.
You are with me.
No.
It’s just my imagination.
No.
I am silent.
Blood drips.
No.
I am silent.
You…
You are there.
I made it.
I see you.
But,
It is just my imagination.
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