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lonelyness of human soul. Emptyness that fills the scenery like cold, silent, winter day. You stand there by your self in silence. Hearing only the beat of your own heart, staring at the noisless landscape without any sing of life. 'Where is everyone, everything?' You ask from your self. It's gone taken away from your. It's useless to try find it. Maybe 'it' will return, maybe not. But now only thing that's left for you is the change to embrace the silent lonyless of your souls scenery. 'It' will return if it chooses so. Or not...
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