Me, myself and Isolation

No privacy.

Never any privacy.

I found a tree. I found a safe spot. Then these jokers appeared.

But I can’t tell them. I can’t tell them to leave. And, really I don’t want them to.

I am secretly needy. I am secretly clingy. I am aloof, but afraid to be isolated.

I am Cone Alone.

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