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She wanders far

She, talked, with the moon and stars, Here, she In search of love, from those close ones, But, only, finds her heart apart, &lone. And she wanders far. Even every sorrow seems less As she remains, closed, within four walls Not a single word has she shared, to her parents, nor her friends. Tho' she loves to talk, But Solely imagination reside her must self, And wonders if anyone listens her? & again she wanders so far. She is not, what the world thinks; too kind, but misunderstood. Outwardly, too bold and too carefree. Yet, none gazes her grief upon the soul Cold, unrevealed, a stranger to the cruel world But didn't care & wanders far. She plays the part, hard, to be fitted Why must she, alone, face & tilted? When theres lot to run & Increase the pace but only she's chased Did she care? 'cause she wandered thus far.

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