Chatter is all they do,
Including laughter of course.
Are they mimicking me?
Are they talking about me?
I feel their eyes burning deep into my soul,
Deeply searching for my deepest secrets yet to be discovered,
After all this is life,
I’ll be forever a person stranded on an island.
Your post also has the deep sense. Nice !
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Thanks
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Love this poem! Simply amazing!
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thx
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Poke their eyes the next time they look at you😂😂😂
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😂😂😂
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A typical reaction of the so called sane society at people who stand out in the croud.
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Exactly
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