We are so afraid of
being exposed and
feeling vulnerable
that even when we are lonely
we call it solitude
and pretend to love it.
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PoetryS O W E D: Words planted to grow into love. Highest Rank - #1 in POETRY The bravest thing I've ever done was not forgetting how to love myself when everyone else did
