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 Solitary Mind
...for April



What does one know of freedom?

    Is it waking in the middle of the night

        in an empty bed?

    Is it eating meals

        at a table set for one?

    Is it taking a drive in the country

        with no one at your side?

    Or is it empty halls

        echoing your solitary mind?

    Is it listening to music

        with a jug for a friend?

    Or looking at four walls

        when decisions must be made?

    Is it hearing the laughter of children

        when you have none?

    Is it shopping for groceries

        but only for one?

    Or is it going to a movie alone

        because there is nothing else to do?

    Is it remembering your birthday

        two days after it's gone?

    Is it turning off the lights

        and hearing no breath but your own?



Is this what it means to be free?

            to be alone?


                                         January 14, 1975

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