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Jan 2021
Explosion that hits
As you walk out the door
Cacophony of sound
Why leave my cave

Like a foreign country
They smile at you
Trying to make you comfortable
But you sit encased

As natural as the sun rises
You feel you should be chattering
They feel you should be chattering
But you just smile or frown

Company is your company
At least you realise lonely
Some people follow the sun
Just because it shines
Written by
Cloud tendrils
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