In crowded rooms, my heart does silently weep,
Amidst the smiles, my sorrows deep,
Faces blur, voices fade, I seek your trace,
But find no comfort in this endless space.

Lonely whispers echo in the bustling throng,
A silent cry where I do belong,
Longing for you in this sea of disdain,
Lost and forsaken, bound by unseen chains.
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