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LIVING MANY LIVES IN ONE

There comes a time of isolation,
When that is the only lead to satisfaction.
The peace addictive,
Yet the silence sometimes painful.
An endeavor for contemplation seems inevitable,
You look for a savior,
Maybe in a friend,
Or happiness in an object,
Nothing really captivates you.
A doubt starts to build,
Languidly strangles you,
Chokes you.
Having a foot in each boat,
Never reaching a destination however close.
You reach out for guidance,
Distraction from the self- distrust.
And this is how you apprehend life.
The proof lies in interpreting the lives around you,
Those lives engraved in the pages,
The paperbacks that calm your anxiety.
It is that which contributes to contentment,
The books, the experiences,
Living many lives within one.

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