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A Lonely Man

A Lonely Man

Among optical illusions,
a lonely man crawled,
having fallen under a spell,
driven by a spiritual current,
taken from hell.
Floating on an updraft,
to where he doesn't know.
Floating higher and higher,
his imagination roaming free,
free of desire.
Does anybody know where he's going?
He claims that fate cheated him,
but he, himself, wove his web of existence
while leading his putrid double life,
in almost every instance.
Secrets locked deep inside him,
opened and poured vile forth,
like an angry inflamed wound,
was this the end of his world?
" a lonely mans doom"?
Choosing his words carefully,
he cried out to whoever was there,
I feel shackled to loneliness,
that is what my life has always been.
empowered foolishness.
The pulse in his soul struggles,
his life now changed forever,
his heart opens to goodness,
could he start over again?
in a drought of holiness?
Hungering for a new chance,
he now knows his destiny,
he knows what direction to proceed,
still can he: can he?
before his blood begins to bleed?
As he returns home,
he finds he's at peace with all,
no longer alone in this monstrous world!
He now must find himself a sense of purpose.
a lonely man unparalleled.

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