Alone - Poem by everette johnson
Being alone is like hearing a single tone one.
Building a house alone is like standing in a storm that's
about to start and you just felt a little
rain drop falling on it's own one
writing this poem alone is like hearing a sad old song
in a room alone one driving and walking to get
home seem's like forever as you go on being next to a
phone with no tone what you call that? I call it alone.
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