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Loneliness ‘ game
How fast run,
As a raining March,
The white sheets of my life
Each chapter like a missed opportunity
Always the last
The best
Every beginning, a program never respected,
And in the end I find myself
Prisoner among four walls
Sentenced, like a Shadow,
to live a life
already lived!
II
I try again to go ahead
striving to forget my past
Full of errors and ghosts
reminding and mocking my soul
Almost tormenting and rebuking
to leave them
behind.
And in my solitude
Their game is easy!
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