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A Creature,
Born of Pain,
Arrived in solitude,
Forever Caring,
Despite the pain,
Accepting of this from others,
Nothing more to do,
More to give than anyone will know,
More hidden than will ever show,
Intelligent,
Which ensures time alone,
Lonely,
But when you’ll never know,
Live in the half-light of your life,
A part and apart,
All these things and more,
You’ll never try to find out what,
Just so much less meaning to you,
Someone worth looking through.
© 2007 Rob Jones.