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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Shirley Kuo


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a rather mournful musing

isn't it just curious
how every single being on this planet has felt a terrible aching deep within
themselves
but cannot ever tell anyone else for in naïve thought that each pain is his
and his alone?
as if loneliness
alonedom
sorrow
wasn't felt by all