The Echoes of a Misfit’s Heart: A Journey Through the Shadows of Belonging

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In the crowd I stand, yet so alone,
A puzzle piece that doesn’t fit,
Among the laughter, a muted tone,
Searching for a place to sit.

Eyes that glance, but never see,
A soul adrift in stormy seas,
Wishing for a sanctuary,
Where hearts align with ease.

Shadows whisper secrets cold,
Of dreams that crumble into night,
A story that remains untold,
In the absence of the light.

Yet hope persists, a gentle spark,
A flame that dances in the dark,
One day to find, where I belong,
A harmony within the song.

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