Jennifer Rychter Biography

And there he sat,
On a bench in the park,
Staring off into the distance,
Silent and sorrowful...
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You walk by,
Right through me,
With not even a glance at me,
Like I'm not there,
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And you look at me,
Like I'm just a leaf in the wind,
With no control-
Lost in the current of mediocrity,
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Here I am...
Writing...
Wasting away my life again...
But this is my life...
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I watch the candle burn,
Glowing softly in the night,
As the dim flame pierces the infinite darkness which has swallowed my soul...
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