Once you are lonely,
Things look so simple,
People turn into part of a video game,
The world is cold and lame,
Your emotions are barely tamed.
Once you are lonely,
The reality bursts into pixels
And falls apart
But you never fall behind.
Once you are lonely,
You seem to be self-sufficient,
But it's not always this way.
A wilderness. Part 1
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