Ode to Solitude

My house is free and alive!
Oh, blissful moments of solitude!
Now, I can dance!
Now, I can sing!
Now, I can know that no one's judging!

I am free and alive!
My house, my voice, my radio:
Freedom!

The freedom of solitude is a strong force
that can be utterly devastating when one hears a doorknob turn.

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