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the self-absorbed loner

no one knew what he was thinking at any
given moment in time,

sometimes gregarious, but mostly he
dwelled inside,

nothing really mattered to him anymore -
in his frame of mind,

it was the only place he could go when he
needed a place to hide,

like a frightened child seeking sanctuary
from the crowd,

it is where they found his homeless body
when he died.

i cried.


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