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7d
In Solitude, i find something special yet cruel
Despite of caring too much, expecting to be reciprocated wouldn’t end well
How i envy those people who I must’ve called friends
For they have a someone as obsessed to care for others as their friend

In Solitude, i see peace in chaos
For it was the loudest noise that brings voices of ghosts
In Solitude, i see chaos in peace
Though stability is immaculate, it will cease to exist

In Solitude, i found me
A side of me that yearns more than what i am
A side of me that is more than it seems
For it was In Solitude that made me who i am
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markybiz  M
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