You see me,
Standing all alone,
Perched on the edge,
Like an Easter egg.
I see you,
With a group of friends,
Strangers,
Staring and whispering.
You see me,
Edging towards the end,
Moving away,
The end is near.
I see you,
Pointing and frowning,
Cursing and crying,
Just standing there.
You see me,
Lying spread eagled,
Limp and haggard,
Flapping in the wind.
I can't see you, not anymore....
Feeling Man
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