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Cold Over Warmth

Midnight in the winter and morning in the spring solitude feels like a touch of warm sunlight meanwhile friendships with others feel like frostbite better to be alone than to be hugged by fleeting love the cold is a better warmth than another person's hand isolation brings peace, bonds cause problems friendships with other people must be no more so stop seeking love and warmth lest you lose your happiness because trust in oneself lets one fly higher and longer than one who loves and depends on others

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