Actions that caused reclusion,
Gave money and avarice but ceased love.
Hardwork that caused this seclusion,
What faded memories away like a dove?
Life tried to be and offered freinds,
But that just turned a regret.
Forgot to live, following trends.
Making my life a core secret.
All the times, I look,
Back and regret this life,
That I've chosen and shook
My head in disappointment and strife.
Is serving yourself solitude?
What caused this solitude?
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