Challenge
Loneliness
give it a color, describe what it does to your heart. does it weigh you down? how do you escape its grasp?
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my magenta
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My soul does not know loneliness; in solitary times, I dream. Since I was A young child, I’ve treasured hours unseen. Hidden beneath the shrubbery, I’d visualize junGles lush. Explorations led by me; my enemies I’d crush. Never wanted, never needed, never wished for more. PrEcious time for thoughts and me; imagiNings explored. Loving fanciful lonely times, always, Then and now. My color for strength and creativity? To wild mAgenta, I bow.
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