Alone, adrift.

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Generated from my poem as description:

A lone girl,
Alone girl.
She drifts alone,
Like so many times before.
No anchor to hold her down,
Cast out from her moor.
They fail to see how far she's gone,
Until she's lost beyond recall,
Too far to be pulled back,
She's no longer their vessel at all.
-Jacinta
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