Alone in company
"Where are you?"
I wonder, while you are right beside me.
My question echoes like the loneliest of cries
and yet, it really is quite the contrary.
In company, or even alone I have never
felt so myself, so I am understandably disoriented.
My, how lucky I am
to have found both you and me.
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