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1 min readOct 13, 2020
A poem on loneliness
Too often I find myself searching.
Searching for something, anything to distract me.
To be distracted from the noise within.
The noise within that is screaming — you are lonely.
Member-only story
A poem on loneliness
Too often I find myself searching.
Searching for something, anything to distract me.
To be distracted from the noise within.
The noise within that is screaming — you are lonely.
