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Alone, an outsider to all

how shall we meet?

whence at all in such a synthetic world,

the stench,

I can't breathe.

I cannot breathe at all in this sick world.

This thickly grey smothered world

where there are no hugs or kisses,

No anything not even introductions,

only shrugs and hisses.



Depressed or Cynical?

perhaps but unlikely

as I take up my cross

sharply gasping they still stab me,

screaming agony- the end is not near.