Marko stared through the window
He had lived alone for a while
Looking after himself
It was not a massive task
He got it done, the dusting, washing and ironing
Sometimes the silence hit him like a storm
But more often he felt a serene sense of peace
With or without company, Marko was doing fine
Following his inner force, moving forward through life
The undisputed freedom, without any compromise
He wasn’t looking for a new partner, took life as it came
“Nothing comes above my freedom”, is what he’d say aloud
And so he felt good, but not every day
On the days he felt bad, he knew he’d get through them
He looked at himself as a person needing help
“How can I take care of me? How to make the best of this life?”
When Marko wasn’t alone, he enjoyed his company as long as it lasted
He could always return to the basis he made, created for himself
It’s the freedom, bliss and independence
The confidence of being able to live all alone
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