L. V., I Found This Poem Alone In The Middle Of A Crowd

"Bal du moulin de la Galette"
("Dance at Le Moulin de la Galette")
Pierre-Auguste Renoir, 1876

Words by L. V.:

there is comfort in being alone
and being sad
not a lot of people around you understand this
not a lot of people understand you
look for the people who do

L. V., i found this poem alone in the middle of a crowd

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