Prompt day 2: Outsider poem
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Prompt #2 "Singly, Alone" It must be a Condition I bring On myself. Sometimes I'm there. Most often, I'm not. Later, I hear the Amusing anecdotes. I see the knowing glances. Again, I'm trapped In my solitude. Among the group, Lost in the clouds. I am singly Alone. It must be a Condition I bring On myself. There, but floating Above the rest. Looking around. What did you say? Oh, no matter. Just an inside joke Anyway. And there I am Always on the outside. I am singly Alone.
