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Solitude

December 13, 2009
By anbaldwin BRONZE, Port Washington, New York
anbaldwin BRONZE, Port Washington, New York
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Thoughtless, weightless,
Loss of face,
No longer mine,
Give me space.

Bellowing, like
Smoke I fly;
A wisp in wind,
Relieved sigh.

Don’t follow my
Solo foot-

Prints soon vanished
Under soot.

Seek not for me.
Give me space.


The author's comments:
This was really just an exploration of poetry. Encouraged by my English teacher, I'd been given the chance to touch base with everything going on inside of me: thoughts, feelings, anticipation about college applications. It just flowed right out.

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