Post 27.

Understatement
 
You don’t know me. I don’ t recognize myself in the person you know me for.
A whole life, lot’s of thoughts, an abundance of feelings are meaningless for anyone but me.
 
The true essence of loneliness lies in words not understood, sounds not heard, images never seen.
 
 

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