My lonely friend,
If winds put you into a bear’s claws
Don’t be afraid
Trust me,
I saw in the depth of oceans,
an octopus surviving the bites of a shark.
If alone is useless in life,
why would the sun roam an infinite path all alone?
I am the rebel against my own agonies now
Alone and glad
Hoping this path be a guide to you who is predestined to quietism.
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