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The Lounge
Flowers over a room so bright Humour burning, emotions light A lapse in time when someone enters A happy hello is front and centre
Silence approaches,sleepy eyes close Lurkers drifting between rooms they chose A singing breeze in one room drifts by No one to hear the quietest sigh
Not a word spoken, lips never moved Yet a heart can be given, tears can be soothed The word of a hug can be so dear A yelling insult can hurt the ear
Travelling the world sitting in one chair Looking around to see nobody here Friends and loved ones held close to the heart Not a handshake felt, miles apart
Wondering who'll come in next to see Hoping someone nice it'll be A smile a hug, flowers colored on a screen You'll never know when you'll meet a future dream |
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