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Alone
by
Vincent Oxford
Alone
so very alone
with friends, laughter
engaged, forget the bitter pain of desolation
short-lived
as it quietens, I find myself, beside myself
distant, alone
welcome the whispers of the hollow pain
blunt, forceful, familiar
I realise that I'm always alone
even in the company of others
never close, happy, fulfilled
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