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A lonely bird flies high and looks around.
Performing a perfect melody,
All stop to hear such a lovely sound,
They were happy, such a remedy.
Its notes danced softly, wild and free,
For now, the bird was not lonely.
Embracing the joy of harmony.
With every note, it soared high and boldly.
I need solitude
from all
now
trying my best
to have
it
Not going my
way at
all
Sigh, Oh well
maybe next
time
Solitude is what I need
But unable to do so,
Many people pulling me
In different directions—
What am I to do?
A whisper of silence calls,
Yet chaos fills the air,
With every voice that beckons,
I feel the weight of care.
I seek a quiet moment,
A place to catch my breath,
Where thoughts can flow like water,
Untangled, free from stress.
But in this bustling whirlwind,
I’ll find a little space,
To ground myself in stillness,
And embrace my slower pace.
For in the heart of chaos,
A spark of peace can grow,
And solitude can blossom,
In pockets, soft and slow.
So here, amidst the noise,
I’ll carve my sanctuary,
And cherish every heartbeat,
In sweet, sweet reverie.
Solitude
is
where
I
want
to
be
at
this
moment
Alas,
I
can’t
be
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