Twonk Karp

04/02/2005
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The Shadow in the Corner of the Room

Surrounded alone,
Seen but unacknowledged a ghost—
Haunting the corner.

Warmth fills everywhere
Except here it grows colder,
Here silence is heard.

Not one ear listens,
A chill reminds them I'm there,
I echo muted.

In the corner I,
Am the shadow in the room,
Isolated alone.
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