
On the one hand a 'friend'
On the other, family
Surrounded by several known
You are noble forgotten
Among many steps
Half the routine life
You are all
Get used to everything
Surrounded by people
Seeks to go beyond
Is startled by a noise
Believed to have no one
Reality is different
You look back
No attempt is made to go ahead
Neither sees what is done
Eyes open
Vista Dark
Ears
Nothing is heard
Sit alone
It is surrounded
Search is one way
Feels uncomfortable
Loneliness among many relationships
Living in the illusion of being alone
You are lost in time

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