Isolation
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There's no hurry
No breathless scurry
No mad chases
No shifting gazes
There's a loud hush
A comma in the rush
A silence of the soul
A longing to be whole
There's unthinkable change
It feels so strange
It's hard to believe
What we cannot perceive
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