In search of space
We imprison ourselves
in solitude,
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Weeps grief,
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Of sorrow.
Somehow space
Confined us
To our misery
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“We imprison ourselves / in solitude” So many feel this way, alone and unhappy. I am the opposite, an introvert. For me, solitude = freedom. Phone conversations and a trip to the store once a week give me all the human contact I need. But I get it, PB. Those energized by other people are wilting in this prolonged lockdown. And the “self-imprisoned” do themselves no favors by keeping their feelings bottled up. 🙂
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Thanks Joan.
Solitude can both be a blessing and burden.
Silence can speak volumes without speaking and sometimes deadly.
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