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"Like an empty bucket, my soul rings hollow when empty vibrates with emptiness, hollow sound of loneliness. Every cell in my body does not want to be alone.My loneliness is frightening, an all consuming thought."
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"Like an empty bucket, my soul rings hollow when empty vibrates with emptiness, hollow sound of loneliness. Every cell in my body does not want to be alone.My loneliness is frightening, an all consuming thought."