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Sep 2013
Solitary, Deserted, Isolated, Abandoned
They all mean the same thing
They all come with the same thoughts
The same feelings as well.
But what I cannot quite fathom is this:
There are hundreds of people
They’re everywhere
All around me
All the time
But if that holds true
Then why do I feel
Alone?
Shelby Kortness
Written by
Shelby Kortness  Washington
(Washington)   
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   Emily Tyler
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