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Solitude

In the bustling theater of life, where faces merge,

A lone figure stands on the crowded verge.

A silent participant in the human parade,

Yet within, a tempest of emotions cascades.

Conversations flow like a river's course,

Yet in the current, a solitary force.

Laughter resonates, an echo in the air,

But within the echo, a lingering despair.

Surrounded by bodies, a sea of humanity,

Yet a sense of solitude, an anomaly.

Eyes that meet, but not the gaze within,

A silent struggle, a dance with chagrin.

In the tapestry of chatter, a thread unraveled,

A yearning for solace, in the soul is traveled.

Alone in the crowd, a paradox so stark,

A lighthouse in the dark, a flickering spark.

The clock ticks on, in relentless sway,

Yet within, time's passage feels astray.

Lost in the labyrinth of crowded thoughts,

A symphony of solitude, silent and fraught.

The vibrant hues of connection dim,

In the vast canvas of life, a solitary whim.

Yet hope flickers like a distant star,

A solitary beacon, from afar.

A mosaic of faces, like leaves in the wind,

Yet a lonely tree, where shadows rescind.

Echoes of laughter, distant and hollow,

In the crowded theater, a quiet sorrow.

Alone, yet not in solitude's embrace,

Seeking refuge in a hidden space.

A silent yearning for kinship true,

In the crowded room, a heart asks, "Who?"

Yet in the paradox of crowded scenes,

Hope emerges from the silent means.

For in the theater of life, where shadows fall,

Kindred spirits may answer the soul's call.

In the midst of the crowded symphony,

A chance for connection, a reverie.

Solitude in crowds, a transient phase,

In the journey of hearts, an intricate maze.

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