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Thursday, November 29, 2012

All Alone

by Chris Butler

All alone,
off on my own.
All alone,
a hobo in my home.
All alone,
flying higher than solo drones.
All alone,
under a mossy stone.
All alone,
buried with a dead dog’s bone.
All alone,
lost in this limitless limbo.
All alone,
roaming down ghost town roads.
All alone,
out into the great unknown.

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