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Solitary life
Walking in the alley,
Reaching to the mist,
In this world of maze,
I am already moored in daze,
Secluded from my acquainted ones,
Deserted by folks,
They are enjoying with themselves,
I'm sitting under the shadow of tree,
A glass have its crackness,
I possessed with social lackness,
Still being accustomed by the ignorance,
Living in boredom without any complaints,
In the solitary life I got,
Never felt any sorrow I expected,
It's good to be separated from them,
Regardless of what's coming from me.
Reaching to the mist,
In this world of maze,
I am already moored in daze,
Secluded from my acquainted ones,
Deserted by folks,
They are enjoying with themselves,
I'm sitting under the shadow of tree,
A glass have its crackness,
I possessed with social lackness,
Still being accustomed by the ignorance,
Living in boredom without any complaints,
In the solitary life I got,
Never felt any sorrow I expected,
It's good to be separated from them,
Regardless of what's coming from me.
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