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Alone, and myself a friend
Thought in my heart of those I love
Help me see alone will end
Lonely makes for weeping mind
A thousand friends cannot remove
This stained emotion that I find
Solitude does not feel so bad....as this abandoned soul crys
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Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. - Buddha
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