For the Lonely Ones

Once again, this most probably needs a different title, and suggestions are welcome.

Once upon a time

the world was inhabited

by only a few people.

I think I could probably have

counted them all

on two hands.

Now there are billions,

and I'm not sure

how I am supposed to find

that one person meant for me,

when most days,

I struggle to find


The End

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