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Solitude
Solitude is mysterious
Solitude is strange
It can feel bliss'd, but it can render
Every time, it can always range.
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It's when time smites me wrong
Or I'm feeling depressed
I'd join a lonely room for company
And tell it how I was stressed.
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But what if you can't stand it,
What if you're pining for just anyone?
Keep seeking; in a world founded on those who care,
...Monday 24th July 2017 4:53 am
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