Lonely
The presence of LONELY
through the expansion of NIGHT
And the mood... SOLEMNLY
out of MIND, out of SIGHT
Once a world... FULL OF COLOR
Is depleted and ALONE
results in a world DULLER
A growing CYCLONE
But there’s still HOPE
light ILLUMINATING
escaping the SLOPE
TOGETHER CONCENTRATING
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