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I could have done

without the soliloquy

but i guess it's fashionable

to spill one's guts

in a fashionable fashion, these days

not forgetting a few sly punches along the way

and so you go,

and so you go...

2.

It's an empathy of thought

that hangs on just the tiny bits that surface,

and it flies instead of plodding

3.

It's like an energy,

turning on the spot

looking for a direction to embrace

4.

Come sit down beside me,

I said to myself

And although it didn't make any sense,

I took my own hand

As a small sign of trust

And together I sat on the fence