Out there is space
Sometimes I envy what is out there
So much space
I can always get some and smell
A brand new day
And live there for a while
It is not my place however
It is too big it is too wide for me
Coping up will be hard
I was born in a nook
Mother liked the nook for me
We are tight in there
Nobody else
What we wanted is nobody else
Between us
I like it here I live here
Go away
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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