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Poem written for and submitted to “Oxymoron Poetry Contest,” Nette Onclaud, sponsor, 8/31/2025.
ALONE IN A CROWD ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ she’s alone in the bustling crowd~ around her, river of faces, a current of hurried footsteps, briefcases bumping, hushed goodbyes archipelago of motion no one notices her quietness~ train arrives, and she steps forward departure’s anonymity
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