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The Lonely Only
In the bustling city's relentless beat,
Loneliness dwells on every street.
Amidst the crowds, in endless flows,
A silent sorrow, unseen, grows.
Beneath the neon's harsh, bright glare,
Emptiness whispers through the air.
Faces pass in hurried flight,
Each heart a shadow in the night.
Among the towers, cold and grand,
Sadness grips with unseen hand.
Concrete jungles, dreams unfound,
Lost in the city's ceaseless sound.
Yet hope remains, a hidden spark,
A chance encounter in the dark.
For even in this crowded maze,
A light can pierce the loneliest haze.
