
Loneliness is like the wind.
Sometimes it’s a gentle breeze that touches your cheek.
Sometimes it’s a strong gust that knocks you over.

Loneliness is like the wind.
Sometimes it’s a gentle breeze that touches your cheek.
Sometimes it’s a strong gust that knocks you over.
lonely heart
evil has a master
spellbound

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