Thoughts of an ordinary person

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In the depths of solitude, a poignant tale,

Where silence sings and hopes begin to fail.

Loneliness, a longing echoing within,

A melancholic dance, a solitary spin.

Alone, the heart yearns for companionship's touch,

Aching for warmth that seems to mean so much.

In empty rooms, shadows dance on bare walls,

Aching for the embrace loneliness recalls.

The moon, a solitary beacon in the sky,

Sheds tears of silver, questioning why

Fate weaves a tapestry that keeps souls apart,

And leaves a hollow ache within each heart.

Loneliness, a symphony of quiet despair,

Tugs at the strings of longing, raw and bare.

Yet amidst this void, a flicker of light,

A hope, a promise, to end this endless night.

For in the solitude, new strength is found,

As solitude whispers secrets, profound.

Rediscover oneself, embrace the solitude's art,

And find solace in the depths of one's own heart.

So let loneliness be not a cruel foe,

But a chance to grow, to blossom and to sow,

To delve within, to find the inner flame,

And rise above, a spirit unbound, untamed.

For in this realm of solitude, profound,

The loneliest hearts can truly rebound,

And within the ache, the pain that it may bring,

A resilient soul blooms, blossoms, and begins.