Graceful

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Thank you
To the little birds chirping on the sill
To my sister
And my family
We can all be alone together
A small vent to release all the pressure
Pent up in our heads
We can sing together
We are all alone together
Strangely knotted together
We stand hand in hand
With strangers
Someone I would just nod to
If I saw them on the street
But we don't know anyone
Except ourselves
We're alone
Together

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