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Alone in the earth

In this vast expanse of blue and green,
I stand, 
alone,
not a soul to echo my thoughts against,
nor a shadow to mingle with mine under the sun.

Here, where the earth stretches infinitely,
where the sky kisses the horizon with a lover's tender sigh,
I find myself an island in a sea of space,
solitude my only companion.

I wander through abandoned cities,
their stories etched in crumbling stone,
whispers of the past like ghosts,
fleeting and elusive,
a reminder of what once was.

Forests, ancient and wise,
their roots entwined with the very heart of the earth,
speak in rustles and sighs,
a language lost to all but the most attentive listener.

Mountains, majestic and stoic,
stand as sentinels over this deserted world,
their peaks piercing the heavens,
as if in defiance of their solitude.

Rivers, once teeming with life,
now flow with a solemn grace,
their waters clear and untouched,
mirrors for the sky and its wandering clouds.

In this silence,
where the heartbeat of the earth is the only sound,
I find a freedom unimagined,
a liberation from the chains of society,
from the cacophony of crowded existence.

Here, in the emptiness,
I am free to simply be,
to breathe in the essence of solitude,
to become one with the earth and sky.

Yet, in this boundless freedom,
there exists a paradox,
a yearning for connection,
for the warmth of a hand in mine,
for the resonance of another's laughter with my own.

Alone in the earth,
I am a paradox,
a seeker of solitude and a yearner for connection,
adrift in the vastness of existence,
finding both freedom and confinement in my isolation.

And perhaps, this is the true nature of being,
a perpetual dance between alone and together,
a journey through the spaces within and without,
searching for a balance in the infinite tapestry of life.

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