I left myself in the solitude
Far from cities far from the cries
Least interested in the world I left behind
Feels like I am lost in the woods
Scary silence still peaceful
Words here to say my feelings
Feels like it’s the best way of healing
Out from the scars of the past
Out from the memories of ours
Quite productive but still quite far
From the dreams that I wished for
Hope I see the dreams come true
Not only in the sleep but also in true
Then I will come out of the solitude
Out from the woods into the blues.

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