"It is not good for man to be alone"
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So I roam the crowds
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Yet the ache remains
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My mind assents, "the crowd is untruth"
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My spirit is not convinced
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So truth goes unlived
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Solitude, society call my name
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The whole of me is torn
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Take me where only you are
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Unite my fragmented soul
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Make me a trusting child
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Who can never be alone
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Truth Unlived
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| Demise Of Eros |
