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Alone
Alone,
Again.
My thoughts- incessant.
I fight to find
Complete
In me.
To rest my head
No one upon.
I struggle
To see
The good
In me.
I cry
Blind tears.
The hate
I’ve stirred,
Inside of others,
I will never know.
So here
I stand
Embattled
Again.
Alone.
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