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Not that I desire to most of time
Though communicating is not a crime,
Try to be normal and share different things
Though much of the time ignorance brings…

More talking…
Hence I repeat much I say
For others not me;
All for only just they.

Then once again feel quite snubbed and
Guilty if others bugged 
Leaving me and go on walking
Just because I did some talking.

Pursue and share for mere connection
Resulting in alien abjection,
I silence with my very last bow... 
They all start to talk to me now.

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