A million strangers can hear my voice
As I speak into the electric void
Monologing to an unseen audience
Confiding secrets to the world
I sing a song of myself
Speaking my cringy truth
Leading through honest example
Hoping that variety becomes familiar
Exposing my authentic self
Without an agenda for return
Is somehow less lonesome
Then silently living a false identity.
Elizebeth Turnquist 
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