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title: Isolation
week: 29
date: 2025-07-23
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a walk each day, at five or eight\
through tender lanes between\
pea green blades, a path well-trodden\
black cat scales fence

faces covered, concealed with doubt\
passers by blur shadows longer\
their time is biding, stuck inside\
on lope through hour that's stopped

a seat by concrete tower\
cars rush by, to jump\
the evening breeze betrays us all\
till tomorrow, by myself
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Realising I've been remiss\
I feel the wind's change on my skin\
Now I'm ready to leave from this\
Yet here I wait in isolation

I can see my last out alight\
A shining new path to begin\
But this knowledge is only blight\
As here I rot in isolation

It's time to face the cold hard truth\
The problem must be from within\
A sad cherry on squandered youth\
So here I'll die in isolation