Soul: I'm not lonely
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Kayra always thought she was alone, with nobody to care for her.
It felt different when she found someone. But she was again lonely when her last hope was gone.
Broken, Disheartened, she thought that there's nothing, no one there.
But she was wrong and so she was.
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