Survivor June-23
In a faraway place sits an old man
living in an old old block of flats.
A group of tabby cats gather outside,
basking lazily in the warm sunshine.
He watches peacefully as people walk past;
Quarrelling siblings, loving couples.
He sits there as he has done for years
but nobody knocks.
Wearily the old man turns
and watches his friends' faces in the clouds float by.
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