Sitting on The Bench

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I come and sit on the bench. I am all alone, yet I am not alone.... I have my thoughts... my many thoughts. Thoughts of autumn 🍂 and leaves, thoughts of people and friends, thoughts or reading and writing... many many thoughts.

I know I am alone on this bench, but I like to sit and think. I don't mind sitting here and thinking. It is fun to do a lot. I sit and think for hours, about what to do next, whats for dinner, or just what the time is. Sometimes I wonder the big questions, like what to do with my life, or what is next for me?

It gets lonely on this bench sometimes. I wish I had a friend. A friend to share my thoughts with, to make memories with just around the bend. Just sit and think with me, I do not like to be alone. So come join me! Sit down! I think you also could use a friend!

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