Lone

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Lone

Down to the bone

I am my own

There's a moan

An upset tone

It's in its own zone

It wants a throne

Maybe even a loan

It's prone

There can't be a clone

It's been said, it's its own

It's been shone

Now it's lone

It's all grown

There's no moan

It's a groan

It feels thrown

Like a stone

All alone

It's been flown

And also blown

It's no crone

It's known

But secretly lone

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