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Lonely. Lost. Afraid.
Scattered. Rent. Torn.
Pitiful. Sad. Alone.

We all seek, that endless place.
Where we can be ourselves.

But we all lose, the piece of us.
That seems to matter most.

For in the end, of the game we play.
We bow to others whims.

Lost the way, in the dark of day.
A sadness shrouds us all.

And only that, some company.
Will help the endless pain.
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