Not solitude, lonely soul’s cry,
So soon as one says Hi, there’s bye.
Implying loneliness
In woods of wilderness,
One looks at X and wonders Y,
Why in life all this mess
But carries on with chase,
What about Gen Z, any guess?
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Happenings | 02.02.2026 | bye, cry, loneliness, relationship, satire, limerick
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