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Solitude



Me and lonelyness
Behold each other's face
In the mirror of silence.

Reflections ripple
Over stillness of oblivion,
Nostalgias are born.

Pearls of remembrance
Ooze out of travelled trails
Like mystic fragrance.

Sublimes touch the
Sedated passions of heart
In sweet seclusion.
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