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As lonely as a tree

Thoughts dancing like the waves of the sea

The never ending screams of the people in a battle

And the comfort of the world that deserves a title


Even if the darkness is my only comfort

At least the whispers of the wind thank me for all of my efforts

For each of us have our own comforts

And a pinch of ourselves loving each other

So at the end of the chapter, we can all rest with our minds having the answers



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