i’m not yet alone enough

i think of sentences worth reading

then i sense i like being. one.

then i get lost again.

and then i get to be questioned of my senses. of my sentences.

of my own not alone.

when i’m down, i sense i bring everybody down.

that might cheer up others. he’s down. let’s make fun. that’s paranoia.


the song just ended.

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