When was the last time you felt really, truly lonely?
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The narrows of divorce,
As listing ships passed
In dark of night
By treacherous shores,
And fog upon the weary heart
And mind prevailed.
Only the faint beacon of
An off-shore light
Guiding me to a safer shore.
I, the Captain of my foundering ship,
Abandoned by a fickle crew.
Yes loneliness, then, was
All I knew.
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Thanks for visiting …
Dorothy
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©Dorothy Chiotti … Aimwell CreativeWorks 2015