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Not a Carbon-Copy
by Amanda J CobbSeated in matching, mass-produced desks,
the others absorbed
in their own temporary escapes,
yet I am strangely detached,
lecture passing beyond me,
barely touching.
No escape for me,
none needed:
I am a world apart from them
and have just realized, in this moment,
that I always have been. 10/14/2003 Author's Note: I don't know.
Posted on 10/14/2003
Copyright © 2025 Amanda J Cobb
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Tim D Livingston on 10/16/03 at 05:31 AM I get that sensation sometimes. Your own universe that has nothing to do with theirs, but they coexist and intertwine. This is cool Amanda, real cool. |
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