Here I sit pontificating,
About things emasculating,
I don't care for identity,
Nor do I care how you see me,
I live my life in solitude,
Venturing out when it is due,
I examine the world from afar,
And yet see into souls and their scars,
I imagine about the people,
Putting myself in their shoes,
Though my intent may be feeble,
I feel I'm getting to the truth.
The first and last words of your writing Here Truth. I look at not just the words, to see inside what is written takes more. Your soul lay within the words written. Fine piece
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Mark
Do you still write? If you do … congratulations! If not … you should! Love, cat.
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