Hermit sage
#poetry
Why does my head feel empty
When I'm almost twenty
While the world's filthy
I can't seem to find pity
But the world can be risky.
Tell me their story
So I can realize my folly
Rushing through my mind fully
But the people are moody
The skies are a far cry away.
When will I find solitude
From the disturbing world
For my epiphany
To manifest and find me my muse
I can't wait for my head to be filled
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