Monday, December 18, 2017

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I sit alone, in a crowded room, and watch the people talk.
I stand alone, in a crowded school, and watch the students walk.
I am the one, whose name you don't, know, or care to ask.
I am the one, whose fragility, is fading into glass.
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Isaac Trenholm
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Dheeraj 18 December 2017

Thought provoking and very appealing! ! Strongly written with powerful words! ! Great work poet! !

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Bernard F. Asuncion 18 December 2017

Isaac, such an interesting write๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘

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