From Solitude

I feel so out of place,
And alone here.
I see no one I know,
I here no friendly voice.

Somehow, I crossed the border,
To this existence.
Somehow, I moved
From solitude to society.

by Sandra Osborne

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This reminds me of something i had to learn late in life, i had to get to know myself i spent most of my life sharing with someone, then i found i was on my own now i cant stand a lot of people in my space, i love the feeling of being on my own, i like the way you think sandra, you will reach out and touch a lot of people with your poetry With a warmth allan