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This aloneness

How long will this last?

This feeling is soundless

Everyone's gone to task



When can I come above ground

Dance in between the raindrops

And lay my solitary down

In the lonely rocks



My head is made of glass

And my eyes are jewels set in

They see this lonesome past

Where my loneliness begins



Thy suffering lo it will live

Sediments are waiting full

And being here will give

An axe his sullen dull



Time wears down mountains

And I wait by the roadside

Watching radiant fountains

Of married dust collide