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Alone

There are strangers around me. I see movements. I hear laughters. I smell the pangs of bitterness.


I talk and no one would listen. I cry and no one would notice. I shout at the top my lungs and no... just no one would hear.


Standing still.


In the midst of strangers. Passing by.


I look at them. I recognize no one.They are mere human forms. They have no names.


And so this is what I am in the midst of strangers.
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