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| Lonesome-For De Morgen Magazine |
Sometimes, I want to be part of those crowds
I want to be the part of that popularity
I want to be the part of that pride
Yet, I am nothing
All my boundaries just left in a silence sound
I do a monologue
I write my own epilogue
without any dialogue
I am sinking in my own mind
sometimes, it is minacious or marvelous
All my words are encaged not to be heard by others
Nonetheless, it sings for solitude and with no cares
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