Below is the poem entitled Solitude which was written by poet
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Before that, I was in the hospital, in a vegetative state.
Before that, I was waking up to fate,
Shaking at the hospital, conscious and unconscious, where I lay
Before that, I got hit,
By the gangs, an evil act they regularly commit
Before that, I was living my merry life
Filled with ups and downs, life and strife
Not knowing how things would end,
As this delusional reality would shift and bend
Justice and evil often shaking hands and in blend
Lost, confused, used, and bruised
We must look to enjoy what we have today.
Because death and solitude may not be far away.