Poem 90|A party without the host

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A party without the host

So solitary, abhorrent, and unfriendly,
All become the guest of this peculiar party.
Nobody even whispered to unravel this mystery,
All keep themselves in their little sanctuary.

But their heart they ask.
If this is a story they're merely a cast,
And this fate is the shells of their past,
On a party with no host and all guest are outcasts.

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