There is no loneliness.A Poem by HuwThere is no loneliness. There is only the complaints and murmurs of a discontented soul. That plants a seed within itself that perpetuates the condition. Feeling sorry for oneself accelerates the action in the poison of discontentment.
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Added on May 13, 2019 Last Updated on May 13, 2019 AuthorHuwAmmanford, Wales, United KingdomAboutI've been commenting on someone's drawings for a couple of months and she asked if I was a published poet. It made me laugh because I'd left school at 13 years old and never completed formal education.. more..Writing
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