Misplaced

A poetry collection about feeling misplaced.

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7. A walk

I went outside today,

what a victory!

felt the sun against my skin,

passed an old friend of mine,

from a different time,

where I used to let people in,

now the winter has taken,

the last of my soul,

though my body moves around in this heat,

and don't you think it's ironic,

 to live in this grave-yard,

and still be the only ghost

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