With deep meaning and empathy.
She sits there on that damp bench.
All alone in the world.
Mind in turmoil.
The only company she has is her shadow.
Which even now is leaving her.
As she sits there on that damp bench.
All alone in the world.
Thankyou michael. I thought that at first, but as Im sure you know, whenever you look back on something you have written you see ways that you can improve it, and that leads to thinking it isnt very good. I will work on this. 
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