Always on the outside
looking in
I stand here frozen
seeking to understand
my desolation
yet fearing the answer
should I ask the question
in the tidal wave of dreams
unexpectedly
serendipity visits me
and now I finally understand
that I am only lost
trying to find myself
© Ann Bagnall

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