The Last One Poem by Shepard Tootsie roll

The Last One



I walk among the last trees in the last forest planted in the last region in the last country in the last continent in the last world where beyond its reaches there is nothing and no one in fact there is no one in the last world there is only me, I am the last one

Sunday, June 15, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Loneliness
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