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Lonesome
I was lonesome
in the neon lights, entertwined
with lonely people searching-
not an end in sight.
Music was pulsating
my body, and vibrated a smile
on my lonely face.
in the neon lights, entertwined
with lonely people searching-
not an end in sight.
Music was pulsating
my body, and vibrated a smile
on my lonely face.
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