I Am A Deserted
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The night is deep
and I'm running my
fingers to express
me before night.
I'm a deserted soul,
devoid of love
and affection
rushing without
any goal.
I take the stress
of making my kins
happy and jolly.
But, alone I cry
concealing my pain
and show them that
I am very happy.
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