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Solitude

Alone; an abandoned, waterless oasis that cynically mocks you knowing companionship is a gift it will never furnish you with, where hope turns into a repetitive game of soulless solitaire.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 11/5/2010 10:04:00 AM
Enjoyed reading the many diverse poems here today. I am glad to have came across yours amongst these wonderful poems Peter. Wishing you a magnificent weekend. Love, Carol
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Date: 11/4/2010 6:49:00 PM
i view this as an encounter with the real. it takes all kinds because there are all kinds an i too am one of those kinds that could write this. john h loving iii
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