For completeness sake here is a poem I wrote while alone and depressed : Blue sky lit with gold

Blue sky lit with gold
The wind is cold
As the wind plays with my hair

Alone at a cafe
Passersby on their way
As the wind plays with my hair

Painted faces with - out a trace
of a human smile or grace
As the wind plays with my hair

Shopping or working
Rarely talking
As the wind plays with my hair

Troubled eyes do I see
Taking no heed of Hellos
As the wind plays with my hair

Like clouds
which come and go
As the wind plays with my hair

A sad morning like the previous
Alone like the rest
As the wind plays with my hair

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