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Lonely

I sit all alone
In a palace of people
Watching them pass me by

Watching the indifference, hurt, joy
Slide on right on pass me
What makes me so different?
From all those around me

What makes me cry, as I see them all?
I cry in knowing
That even here
I’ll always be lonely





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