#3008 poetry*

to live alone, in the middle of the crowd, is also living.

I can see him breathing, watching, observing, comparing

To remember, to reflect, to think, to go away is also living.

To live is to live, sometimes it is intense, sometimes it is in silence.

*reposted from November 2022, edited in 2023

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