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"I will be alone", I prophesize And the masses laugh. Documented documentaries constant With their consistent insistence That humanity is a social race. One always needing another; Two halves that must seek the other out To be complete. I am alone. As I was born into this World without consent did my world Solidify the solitude that shapes me. As I am ready to snuff my candle, A seemingly dim ember that burns brighter Than the hottest star; all my will could Not extinguish this simple light. I am without purpose, so I cause myself To believe; each day that I allow my Illumination to exist leaves me with gnawing Indecision. Whether it ends tomorrow or After Forever, I know my pale circle, a Vague dot in the cosm will be completed When I die Alone. |
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