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Mar 2013
Once again I enter the ever familiar room of loneliness
Once again I am consumed with utter unhappiness.
This place is like a jail.
Hours pass without seeing sunlight,
without venturing outside.

People so consumed with gossip,
one never knows who is the adversary,
and who is the confidant.
This is not what I anticipated,
not what I thought this chapter would bring.

I wish I could find comfort here,
find friendship,
find love.
And yet,
all I have found,
is loneliness.
Zoe
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   Alex Bautista
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