Milling throngs, ever crowded halls
Surrounded, yet alone
Handshakes and polite goodbyes
Smiles but, that never reach the eyes
Speak not ye mind
Lest someone up you wind.
Threats, consequences fears untold
A voice once so very bold.
The Soul, the smile, the voice,
Person, personality all things nice...
Lost...
Lost in words
Lost in thoughts
Lost dreams,
Forever lost!
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