speaking to anyone
but a cat named miller
he took a glimpse at me
and left
not really a conversation i'd say
hardly a communication
then night came
a fox passed by
never even looked at me
who am i
without talking to anyone
without
leaving any traces
of my existence
void
a word came up
this is hardly a diary
no emotions, no thoughts, no responding to the world
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