There was a time,
I talked to people,
Who showed concern,
That you did not talk much,
I am not worried, I would say,
He talks to me all the time,
Just not so much in public,
(I exaggerated)
Laughing inwardly at their insecurity,
Needing feed back for affirmation,
But nowadays,
I can only laugh at my need,
In my insecurity
The joke is on me,
And the talk
Is memory.
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