Solitude

The poets painted a sunny world,
Where solitude allowed people the chance
To watch the birds chirping, to
See the true beauty of nature.
Yet that is not so, the landscape
Is bleak, desolate and bare. If
You have a choice between company
And solitude choose company, there’s
Nothing worse than being alone, seriously
Don’t go there.

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