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An Endearing Peril of Sadness




When alone and no one around me, I face an endearing peril of sadness.
This is something most insurmountable and harsh.
I dwell with a group of fifty-three other residents.
However, for the most part I am alone.
There is no one but one who will come to see me.
I will be without him for a time until he chooses to show.
So I am most of the time alone and regrettably sad.
The pain is a bit much to consider and to ponder.
But the only communication I find is through the use of my keyboard.
It is something that brings me closer to another than anyone person ever could.
Though this is true it doesn't change the fact of my being or experiencing sadness as my peril.
I am trying to hang on and do what I am supposed to do.
The being positive is not one of them as it was once.
So I am alone in a world I have made for myself and will remain this way until the day I die.
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