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Eternally Alone
It doesn’t matter how the sun sets,
nor how the clear streams flow.
There is no joy in waves of grain
or brilliant fields of snow.
This world in all its glory
spins round eternally,
but glory melts to sand and grey
because there’s only me.
I once lived life upon a world
with billions by my side,
where I spent my time wishing
I could run away and hide.
...Saturday 22nd February 2025 3:12 pm
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