Just me

Those small feelings, they surface quietly.

Aloneness, but not loneliness.

I make my way to the house and sip on some tea.

Perhaps play something baroque, just audibly.

There’s never anyone else but me.

Can anything truly be shared?

I walk thru the woods,

speak to the plants and trees.

This is me.

Just me.

top view photo of green plants
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