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Why is it that when I'm surrounded by the most people,
I feel the most alone?
That when I think of the billions of other
living,
breathing
humans,
I feel a pit in my stomach,
swallowing me up from the inside,
overpowering me with all-consuming darkness.
How can a single grain of sand
feel remembered,
when it looks the same
as billions of others?
...Saturday 11th June 2022 12:13 am
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