IV
The Geometry of Loneliness
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The lost star traveler,
Gazed, blinded.
The stars he thought would
guide him,
Were invisible now.
No one had told him,
That he shouldn’t shed
tears,
While in his quest,
Marking his way,
Gazing up at the stars.
But he cried,
Thinking of the one-
He’d left behind.
For you, my dear one. You are such a tremendous
inspiration to me. You deserve this and much more.
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