One Is Lost
September 10, 2017
One left in the world.
Nothing to see.
One is lost.
One is me.
I count the stars,
They have friends.
I count the days,
They aren't lonely.
As hours go by,
A new number is added.
But then there's me.
One.
Not two, not three.
Just one me.
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