the hour comes around and I am
here surrounded by my friends
alive or dead asleep or far away
they prove the virtue of existing
would they were still themselves
and I me as I am at least thus far
they don't talk back don't answer
questions or contribute opinions
I would probably disagree with
though I wouldn't want to argue
self-consciousness stops tongue
dumb regret it is better this way
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