I can feel myself
the way you can feel yourself
and maybe
it’s the same
and maybe it isn’t
I can hear you
and you can hear me
and maybe what you’re saying
is what I’m hearing
and maybe what I’m saying
is what you’re hearing
and maybe it isn’t
I can see you
and you can see me
and maybe who you are is who I see
and maybe who I am is who you see
and maybe it isn’t
there’s only so far I can go
all by myself
I want to see and hear and feel
be seen
be heard
be felt
so here
I
am
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Thomaston Maine
June 15 11:16 a.m.
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© 2017 William C. Eberle