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what do you think, it is i do,

when i’m left alone with myself?

i remember myself.

that is how i am able to remember

who i really am.

solitude helps me

maintain myself.

then comes the time to give

a piece of myself to others.

and thus it happens over and over…

in the whole process there is the meaning of love.

a lonely icy ocean,

its eternal nursing not in vain:

i’m learning from it.