It makes no difference
How tall I stand
For inside
I am still a lonely child
It makes no difference
The peaks I climb
For at the top
I still feel empty
It makes no difference
How fast I run
For I always
Catch up to myself
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- Published: May 8th, 2020 13:19
- Comment from author about the poem: some sad quarantine thoughts
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