In one’s own company, a quiet space,
Where solitude finds its gentle grace.
The world recedes, its clamor fades,
In reflective calm, a peace cascades.
And finds its wisdom, strength, and wealth.
A deeper self is gently known.
In solitary hours, we mend,
And through our solitude, transcend.
Though company may come and go,
The self remains, a steady glow.
In solitude, we often find,
The clearest paths and peace of mind.
One’s own company, a treasured place,
A haven where we can embrace.
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