People
Give
Birth
To children
To end their
Loneliness
Their
Children
Grandchildren
Great grandchildren
Keep giving birth to
Children thinking it would
End their loneliness
Nobody
Realises
That
Loneliness
Never
Ends
It’s in our
Genes…
Heredity
Passes it on
It gets perpetually
Preserved as
The legacy of
Loneliness
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