The Lonely Spirit
I have been sitting here for a long time
Wondering what to do next or find
I keep searching and not knowing
If I am coming or where I am going
What am I doing here for I'm not at all clear
And there's no one to ask who is near
So I sit here and wait trying to think it through
Perhaps in the end I'll know what to do.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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