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Spaghetti knots

Alone

A blue sky

Is beautiful

Even with a

Lonesome,

Starved cloud

Biting into it.

*

They found life on another planet,

It might one day be said,

And the first question

That will need to be answered

Is whether that life

Is as lonely as us,

Beings who are

Searching for

Someone else,

Something else

Someplace else.

*

I don’t know if it is more terrifying to be alone in the Universe,

Or to have it brimming with others

Who might just be

Wondering the same thing.

*

The shortest poem

I know

Is also

The saddest.

This is it:

A

Lone.

About kacperniburski

I am searching for something in between the letters. Follow my wordpress or my IG (@_kenkan)

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