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Unheard Yearn

The Voice of the Loner

With lonely and silence,  
After all, I to befriend.  
No way to escape from Cruel Materialistic World. 
Finished, but not totally death. 
Alive, but no meaningful Soul. 
Friends, but just a useless . 
Home, but not at all peace. 
 Let me say it truth and true, 
 It's my unheard yearn. 
 Whatever thou may thinketh, 
Just let it be kindly accepted.

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