Photo Credit:  Stefan Spassov

I saw you alone standing,

Taking in the silence,

As you inhale and exhale—your smoke,

The sun beam, upon your skin:

I saw the wind touched your hair,

I stood by you—yet your mind,

Was someplace else, like, you were,

Far away, dreaming;

Still, I admire your bravery,

For just being yourself.

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