Space

I don't want it

I need space?
Space to read
Space to laugh
Space to breath
Space to dance

I need space?
Or so they say
But when it comes
It's cold
It's grey
Uncomely

I need space?
Space, space, space
I don't know
If I want it
But so it seems
I must
Abide it

I need space?
To toil?
To think?
To waste?
To expand?
To dream?
To swim?
To cook?
To bathe?

I need space?
But I am lonely
Within this space
Without you

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