8/30
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and a handful that care
Life on earth
seems rather bare
Alone in a room
filled with many
Life in this society
still seems empty
We pass one and others
on crowded streets
Daring not to speak
or allowing eyes to meet
Although, in tight knit circles
revolves the clique
Life in native groups
still at times, doesn't stick
Semblances of closeness
often tricks of illusion
We project inner emotions
on things and beings without
true devotion
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