did you ever have times

    did you ever have times
    that you felt out of place
    in the crowd that is your mind?

    Where the hither, thither, and yon
    echo in the halls of your head
    like the creakings of some vast cantankerous bat

    and you felt small and lonely
    clutching your meagre earnings and petty yearnings
    pretty baubles in trackless wastes of eternal infinity

    your aspirations overwintered
    laden with the dust of time
    hatches battened and ports sealed

    and in the darkest hour, wonder;
    can you have been really said to exist
    if no one really knows who you are?

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