Howling like the wind, isolation of abandonment
stirs within me.
Taking away my livelihood and essence, leaving
me in an ocean of loneliness too large to exit
from.
Severing ties, letting go, I succumb to it’s
terror and die quietly on an unknown and empty
shore.
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