Solitude, a place within a place full of us speaking in concert but in multiple keys. The clamor penetrates the calm of still waters with ripples unending. And though seclusion is the intent, he runs in a group of five waiting to call “iso” for the showmanship of it all. If he shoots and misses he potentially has the safety net of the three, four, and five………if they play for the sake of the team. A scoring shot leaves one bullet lodged in eternal lamentation, lamenting over the hoax of being alone being better. But better than segregation could never be without segregation. Having made these claims of the chicanery of solitude, one may consider fine tuning the clamor of off-key voices.



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