A World at Large

Idly, I regret to say the time has come.

You will now feel alone and begin to drone on.

Your mind will stay active,

A World at Large.

Begin to think of the boy 500 miles away,

whom knows the girl only feet away.

A World at large I say.

Condensed circles that you are aware of, 

but not apart of.

Yes, it does cause anxiety to know,

There is a world at large.

So distant yet so very close, its scent is upon you.

The term "6 Degrees of Seperation" has never felt so wrong!

All Degrees must be accounted for.

All Seperations must be closed.

A World at large, yet close to home.

A World at Large, but who's is it actually.

Yours?

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