Leaving

Actually leaving is a necessity
I leave many times
And much oftener than usual

Most birds leave to warmer places
I go the other way around
In isolation
In an island of isolation
It may be cold

But I am the only bird in there
It is such a nice feeling

Being one and only
Being isolated

Like an experiment
Life, an experiment.

poem by Ric S. BastasaReport problemRelated quotes
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