A lone endeavor sitting beside the tree
Found the world is so stress free
A loner understands that nothing last forever ,and typically loves to travel
For him the seas and river are bliss
And people and assets are skitz.
He loses the ability to talk
And tries to choke the rock.
For him life becomes harder.
A loner is found easily in every corner
Because of the world being a place of mourners.
Take his pain
And give his rain
For making his life lane
By ending all his rane.
A loner is rampant and has a economy of shelter
but prefebly lives in a weakest shadows
Acts as a coward and hides the lively rovers.
A loner had a question
For the world in motion
Will you remember me if I left
And contuinue to make suffer and suppress .
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