The want of lingering twilight
Desolate hearts reach
vast unending darkness
that is night.
One soul feels the other
reaching
with no response.
Torn from reality,
life no longer.
Steadfast in the eyes of strangers.
Solemn in the eyes of friends.
He is lonely among us.
~The End~
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