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Lost Identity
Streets are foreign, faces not familiar,
In this chaos, my heart feels peculiar.
With every step, I seek my lost trace,
I look around, but I'm in no right place.
𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹𖦹
My heart aches, tears stream from my eyes,
No one cares, I long for mournful cries.
It won't come, even solace seems denied,
I wander like a stranger, sadness deep inside.
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