I feel shame for being in the world,
Like a theif stealing time,
Stealing sunlight
From all others.
From one other only
From anyone at all.
Taking crisp fall air
And keeping it too long
-If someone should 
Pant beside me, 
On me, 
Do I turn myself in?
I pray someone will
Catch me and take back
The time, 
The wind,
I feel it even now as the winter begins.
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