Alone Poem by D.S. Bell

Alone



To be on ones own,
Is both familiar and bare,
For the wearer wears with warmth
That which a thousand voices forgo
Be it not bear fruit
Nor it come at no cost
To the wearer it has its virtues
But then it has none.

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