The soft sounds spilling, steadily staring,
And gazing closely through the crystals clear
Out the window, at willows while daring
Smiling, sitting with friends, still strangers here.
Feeling with none, attached
More than this space, hence
More than inches detach
Me from the world: A fence.
All know loneliness
Most have suffered loneliness
Few know defeat at the hands of loneliness.
A powerful feeling it creates,
A gulf of Separation gapes
Distance between men and man,
From the life that is mine.
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