A crowd of wandering people

Small talk and small smiles

Surrounded by others with no intention of paying attention

This is not for me


A coffee shop with quiet music

Dark roast, creamer, sugar

The comfort of your own silence

This is for me


A single bedroom adorned with lights

A stereo, books, a fluffy cat

A solace in your little abode

This is made for me


A desk full of inspiration

A typewriter, a pencil, a laptop

The small world you create in your mind

I have made this for me

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