i feel blank,
nothing,
numb.
i feel thankful.
i am thankful.
i rejoice in solitude.
comfort in aloneness.
count my blessings.
glad for time and
glad for space and
glad for the things
of the future.
that now can happen
because of my present
aloneness.
i have hope.
my red balloon of hope.
string attached.
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