An empty loneliness has penetrated inside my heart strings and is plucking them unmercifully with a hurting tirade of syllables.
Rejecting the ecstasy of tomorrow's picturesque scenes, feeling abject loneliness filling my being with it's awful feelings.
Leaving me bereft and alone in an empty corridor far from home.
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