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Niche Soul
Lost among the nameless crowd,
A quiet ghost, no cries allowed.
Drifting shadows, passing by,
No hello, no wondering why.
A life unbound, yet bound so tight,
A flickering flame in endless night.
The world it speaks, but not to me,
A dialect I’ll never see.
I tried to stand where others meet,
But tripped upon my own two feet.
Their laughter rang, a foreign sound,
A melody I’ve neve...
Sunday 23rd February 2025 12:10 pm
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