In solitary travel
My thoughts are with you
How to fill the void
You left in my heart.
I see it stand in a meadow
A tree fresh yet not in bloom
In its lonely stance
Insignificant it may seem
On either side of it
A forest and an orchard
Trees stand closed together
And bear much fruit.
You and I together then
Now so distantly apart
In the midst of a crowd
I stand alone.
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