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Free is the mind
true is the soul,
through lonlieness strain
I pay life's toll.
Open is the heart
to all it greets
to do good for all
whenever we meet.
In life's trials
my heart was bruised
from the wracking taunts
and times I was used.
For that I wander
life's lonely road,
not bitter or angry
as I carry my load.
Like the cross at calvary
I embrace it whole
for free is my mind
and true is my soul.
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Posted: Jul 2012
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For all lonely souls

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I find it lonlier when I am surrounded by people than by myself. I guess it is the want to belong and the unsureness that people will like you. The lonliest hours for me are between 1 am and 7 am. innocent angel
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