Loneliness is in the air
I breathe loneliness
I drink it with the morning coffee
I see it in the evening sky
I touch it when I put my hands down on the grass
I smell it in the roses blooms
I consume it when I read a book
I soak it in white bathtub with bubbles of soap
I become loneliness myself
After so many years of wondering world

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