Poem -

Wishful Thinking

I am alone in the world of naught.Ā 
In a place what tends my soul to rot.
A situation of constant moan,
I wish with life, I could atone.
And differences I would set asideĀ 
Only then with joy could I abide.
But such wish is beyond my reachĀ 
To learn such thingsĀ 
So I might teach.

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