Thursday, March 11, 2010

All babies look the same when they are born,
Can’t remember what it feels like to be lonely,
but will have to be lonely again...someday.
Is it a choice? To be lonely?
Or collect people,
especially one favorite one so that we
are never alone really?
I wish I could remember,
and at the same time,
I wish I could forget.

~Jenny Miller

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