Unnamed

Corey

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Serenity, a beautiful world
Nestled between uncomfortable goals,
Nature wonders and people stroll
Different directions, different morals
No words spoke, but still they're heard,
Excited, impatient- is it still to late?
Or rather dull, unwilling – a test of fate.
Then its me, alone in this place.
A crowd circles, but no one looks this way,
Alone I feel, striving to be happy
A short time passes, around nothing happens.
Everything has gone, except the chatter,
A mix of animals and congested traffic.
Alone I am, but it was just so crowded,
How do they feel with that that doesn't matter?
 
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