Fanatics

Why am I here? 
Why are  
the things I do 
so dear 
to me, 
and me alone? 
It's almost 
as if 
I'm not 
the only 
human being 
on this planet. 
  
A shocking revelation, indeed.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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