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Once a solitary Sanctuary My own space Place And escape from The world, Became what I dreaded Most. Alone alone alone In my own splendor A haven of laughter and friends Free To do what I pleased No one needing from me. Independent to a fault. But hearts get lonely And search. Warming up At…
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Neruda the narcasstic fish, that fell in love now stuck in the tank Staring at his reflection peck, peck, peck Loner, electric green eyes brooding in a corner no surprises just sulky
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Morning aroma Travels from kitchen to room Perfect bubbling
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Jersey City Dreaming New York City winking, gleaming Living enveloped