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SITTING HERE

SITTING HERE I can see shadows froms the sun hitting the pillars

SITTING HERE I can see a man drawing creations and a man pondering as he walks

SITTING HERE I can feel the bench under me making my legs go numb

SITTING HERE I think about what my day is going to consist of

SITTING HERE I smell smoke from a young woman's cigarette

SITTING HERE I should be studying but I am too busy writing a poem that makes no sense

SITTING HERE I am wondering why I would even write a peom that makes no sense, yet it makes sense to me

SITTING HERE I realize poetry makes no sense, yet it makes perfect sense

SITTING HERE I am internalizing everything that is around me.

SITTING HERE I am being me

 

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