There are days some call lonely
When nobody is about or near,
Yet I view those days as solitude
Where I can focus on just me,
And take this time to heal my hurts
Not having this time would be worse,
A time of silent reflection is a time well spenty
A sanctuary from the madness of life hell bent,
On causing our self destruction and suffering
Is time that we can repair ourselves and grow,
So it is not lonely spending time on your own.
fauxcroft 
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