Jagrut Gupta

21 sept 2005
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Ones keep to themselves,
Seeking nobody's company.
They like to hide.
And at the same time, they don't.

Ones have little love,
Few actually look for it.
Ones are forlorn,
Filled with sorrow.

Ones don't like loneliness,
But they're afraid to stand.
Ones are nervous,
They're scared to act.

One, a single number.
One, a single person.
One is lonely,
One is alone.
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