So here we are again,
once again i turn to you,
anonymity.
It didn't begin with this particular site,
but it doesn't really matter,
circumstances are all that matter
(that they are the same).
I needed someone to talk to,
as I need someone now,
and without a friendly non-judgmental ear;
I turn to you
The wind, the ground, a tree in the woods,
the pillow at night that catches your tears
not a friend, not a confidant,
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