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May 3, 2013
I am alone here
like the guitar that stands in my corner.
I don't like to be alone
with my thoughts too often.
They should be fine tuned
and used wisely
to express my inner creation.
I am indecisive,
as if my strings have been plucked too strongly.
I don't divide my attention for people less noteworthy.
But if the right hands
held my body,
they'd continue my progression.
© Kayla S., Inver Grove Heights, MN
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