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Confusion Belongs to the Crowd
I sit alone
and words fall like coins
from a machine
that's been eating the bill-money
for an hour and three-quarters
I sigh
relieved
life is on my side
someone else
has lost the words and
not me
not today
I realized
when I'm alone
bills get paid
and confusion
isn't mine
it belongs to the crowd.
© Ernist Lost-his-way
and words fall like coins
from a machine
that's been eating the bill-money
for an hour and three-quarters
I sigh
relieved
life is on my side
someone else
has lost the words and
not me
not today
I realized
when I'm alone
bills get paid
and confusion
isn't mine
it belongs to the crowd.
© Ernist Lost-his-way
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