Solitude
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Barry Middleton
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With solitude, my oldest friend,
I roamed alone in silent woods,
and studied every trembling leaf.
I challenged undisputed belief,
to delve the irony of gods
beyond the cryptic universe.
In solitude I could rehearse
realities which time resolves,
the ebb and flow of ecstasy.
And echoed songs of destiny,
beneath decaying fallen trees,
would teach the brevity of life.
But death is no assassin's knife;
and silent woods I'll not exclude.
My oldest friend is solitude.
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