Allan T. Muir Poems

I’m in the lion’s den
Whilst among my friends
I wear the mask
I wear the disguise
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The moon reflects upon the snow,
As I tremble head to toe
The cold bites without end,
As I search for a friend
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My friends have changed
Over the many years
No one is the same
My fears are now unchained,
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Solitude isn’t being alone
Hiking some far off trail,
Nor is it quietly sitting
Letting your inner thoughts unveil.
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