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Feb 2018
I wake up, surrounded by people.
I get through my day, surrounded by people.
I come back, yet again, surrounded by people.
I go to sleep - thinking about everyone and everything.
I wake up, surrounded by people.

One. Two. Three or Four.
One hundred, two hundred or more.
Alone. Can't separate this word from me anymore.
Surrounded by so many,
Yet, every minute, every second, I'm alone.
Do you know why?
Oddly, sadly, neither do I.
PM
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PM  F/England
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