My self inflicted loneliness
Provoking no impatient feet
A lost way, a promise broken
A then untimely hasty retreat.
I'm content with all around me
The grass green where I abide
Isolation long been my home
Stranded there by unruly tide.
Breathing the air I did as child
Far excursions not held in mind
My soul stirred by some long dead
In this place where I'm confined.
I have the refuge of natures arms
My Garden of Eden no past intrude
No unseen lover will my body crave
I've made my choice as a man should.
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