Himself
He is his own best friend.
Everything he does he shares with himself.
He laughs with himself.
He cries with himself.
He enjoys life with himself.
He is bored with himself.
He can say good things to himself.
He can do new things with himself.
He can talk with himself.
He can stay up all night with himself.
He can write to himself.
But he is bored with himself.
No man is an island.
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