Richard Stilwell - Lost Soul

Jane had no tattoos,
No piercings,
And was colored like the leaves around her,
So she blended in,
No one could find her because,
She could not find herself,
She had been there for days and,
Traveled for days,
In the background of the crowds,
Where no one saw her,
She left no friends,
She found no friends,
And no one found her in the woods,
Until after she found herself__
Now it is too late,
Because we are too late__

2001

Richard Stilwell

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