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Solitude

SOLITUDE Eaten – up in solitude Camp in her cold shell Couldn’t bar the rain But watch it stain the desert Scouting in misery Like melancholy in the dust This nature wheel m nut Alas the plain is cold and freezing Does warmth indeed exist? I crave her but demur

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