Plus Zero

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[list][list]I’m afraid
that if I move
I will make no friends
and end up being alone
again
but this time
in a strange place

I must move
for if I do not
I will lose my strength
again
and be unable
unstable
miser-able

I will move
I have no choice
I have a voice
remains unknown
red faced
full blown
but muttering to myself

up the road
that’s all it is
three hours away
on steel tracks
I could even come back
but I never will
never

this place hates you
the other way around
when clock makes a sound
the fresh salty sea awaits
with whistling wind
through closed eyelashes[/list:u][/list:u]

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I like this.

I especially like this:

“the fresh salty sea awaits
with whistling wind
through closed eyelashes”

Nice.

Seems like you’re looking for something we cannot provide…