Truth and Fantasy

            Truth and Fantasy

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I like being alone.

I like me.

I once had a silly fantasy

Of being a cloistered nun.

Then the hormones kicked in

With un-ignorable consequences.

Truth rounds the circle.

I like my simple life,

My cloistered garden life

Beneath the jacaranda tree.

I love my friends, hear me well.

I like being alone.

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