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    I was born to be alone

    This is a poem I wrote two years ago, it talks about solitude as a good thing, as something to be enjoyed and celebrated. I hope you like it, if you do, let me know. I was born to be alone To sail the stars upon the storms To ride the mountains with my soul To scream and sing the Song of God To sense the things no one will feel To Name the Scent of Freedom, to create the Code of Freedom To see the invisible To walk across a naked lake infatuated with the moon dancing with the night at a private banquet where everyone has been invited…