Solo

She walk alone in this world like everyone,
Her childhood went without the innocence.
She entered the adolescence with impurity,
And she saw no love that hold her hand for long,
Her youth is full of unanswered questions.
To the middle age, she go to grey hair alone,
The tired steps that cry for help are so weak.
The soul craves for a companion so dear,
But the heart still goes on singing a lonely solo…

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