Not something which I crave for,
But embraces me with keenness
Engulfed in thoughts,
None but only with its presence
Sometimes nostalgic, but
Helps to feel their essence
Leaves me in despair
Sometimes in smile for a reason
Craft feelings to re-appear
Create room to analyze with precision
When no one is around,
Still it remains with grittiness
Me and my loneliness
Space for solitude, but sometimes for bitterness
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