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Ah, the pangs of loneliness,

not another in sight,
it breaks down the door and,
leaving me empty, takes flight.

I shan't complain, nor bicker,
with God or myself,
but accept the consequences
and take humility off the shelf.

Trapped in this house,
I will find a way out

to where loneliness desists,
and pain is no more.

Patch myself up,
and re-build that door.

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