It is my life.
We are all alone.
There are no words for emptiness.
At least I do not have to count with someone else
Everyone might hate me, but still I am alive.
With visions of redemption, I walk against the crowd.
If you can't enjoy your company, how could anyone else?
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Our language has wisely sensed the two sides of being alone. It has created the word "loneliness" to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word "solitude" to express the glory of being alone.
- Paul Tillich
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