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May 2016
solitude is my remedy
the outside world is poison

it contaminates my thoughts
it soils my hopes

there is no freedom
there is no happiness

that's why i prefer my little sanctuary
to that enormous place...

where it offers nothing but the feeling of loneliness

i am not a part of it and never will be
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b  20/F/somewhere cold and gloomy
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   Stephan
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