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How lonely it is to see the world with clouded eyes, To witness the sun kissing my skin and not feel its warmth, To walk beside him, hand in hand, and yet feel alone, To be surrounded by people I love and yet succumb to emptiness, Like a heartbreak no one could ever mend, A hollow shell striving to find its flesh, A bitter ending hoping to start afresh, Or a pretty messed up beginning waiting for its end. ©reddragonfly⚘