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Solitud

I have no love,
To call my own,
And yet,
It really doesn't matter,
I stir the night,
And eat my foam,
And hear the soft rain, chatter

I have no friends,
Just virtual blends,
Of shadows that I shatter,
And I'm alone, computerized,
And yet, I find
It really does not matter

Submitted: Thursday, February 14, 2013
Edited: Thursday, February 14, 2013

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  • Poetheart (going) (2/25/2013 2:59:00 PM)

    Am i a ghost? Virtual blends are still alive, And if we can touch the hearts with our words we are not alone. We can dating, talk, approach ourselves and be friends. Alone is a concept of touch, nothing more.

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  • Jayne Davies (2/14/2013 1:32:00 AM)

    Well done Sandra! A good poem x

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