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Loneliness
It is down deep in one`s being
It is feeling alone in a crowd
It is speaking without being
listened to.
It is singing without a tune.
It is dancing without rhythm
It is eating without taste.
Loneliness comes and dwells
in one's own being uninvited.
poem
by
Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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