Blue words in black ink

it’s dead outside
and I am alone
but that is just an observation
the frigid weather keeps my potential friends at bay
i lay awake and ponder the content of cognition
i would say these words could be my friend
but more of an acquaintance
in the end
a mutual enemy

-JG

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