A solitary prisoner I was
And have remained so
As people come and go.
Experiences pushed me further into solitude Questioning my life's purpose.
As I cautiously open a window
The turbulence everywhere
Clutters my soul.
And have remained so
As people come and go.
Experiences pushed me further into solitude Questioning my life's purpose.
As I cautiously open a window
The turbulence everywhere
Clutters my soul.
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