Isolation

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I wonder if I could ever see
The sun that once shined on me
I fear I’d always be
Waiting for that symphony
All at once, things apart
No more use of prayers and plea
Taking nap your whole day
Breathing life in agony
Tide comes tide goes,
But life has become a silent sea
Shutting myself off the world
No more sorrow, no more glee

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