Solitude, none know its worth
Scare ‘till death, none at birth
Ardent seekers it does elude
To others it comes in multitudes
Solace, sweet cousin reminds
Of a painful, forgotten time
Warm, a salve to soothe our wounds
As beautiful, as cold, as the moon
Silence, her sister is easier to seek
Sole companion when times are bleak
Silence I seek your comfort divine
Silence, will you ever be mine?
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