A Poem

Alone, the wind whispers passion.

Alone, the feet cross the sleepy pasture.

Alone, the hand grasps at shadows.

Alone, the eyes search.

Alone, the ears sorrow at silence.

Alone, the mind gnaws.

Alone, he weeps:

Alone.

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