(99) Solitude

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"I am loved. Though I am stubborn.
I am taken care of. Though I tend to care less.

They lift me up and make me feel alive. Whenever I fall straight to the edge of my unreasonable life. They color me with the best and brightest colors. Whenever I only choose to see life's strongest and darkest meteors.

They consider me a loved one. A special friend. And an important branch in the tree. Though I'm unloved. Ungrateful. And unfree.

And though I'm rude. And deserved to be in utter solitude. They still embrace me. Because that is the greatest essence of friend, a lover and a family."

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