Title: I don't know.
Category: lonely
Blog Entry: And so the book continues slowly, onward page by page. The very nature of this book envelopes me in rage. And scarcely seen amidst the text, The singing children run. All joyfully and merrily, together, all but one. One who sits alone, Staring blankly at the floor. He used to sing along with others, but doesn't want to anymore. He finds their presence unsettling, something with which he has to cope. Their relentless taunting day by day has drained him of all hope. Unsure of any reason, his head comprised of doubt. He has no need for sympathy so long he has done without. He gives a passing glance, nods his head and smiles away. Don't bother trying to reach him. Don't even give him the time of day.
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