An Amphitheater of Thoughts

Why are the seats so cold?

Why are the echoes so loud?

I've lost an audience that may never have been

And this silence still resounds. 

This hall is filled with the chant 

of only my thoughts--

Wondering why, in a place so big, 

why are you so alone in a world

filled with people?

Why are the seats so cold?

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