I asked my friend, she is so beautiful, which is why I cannot understand how this answer came from her.
From her when I asked, who is she:
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I am floating on an iceberg in the middle of the arctic and i'm wearing a pair of jeans and a parka.
I am sitting on this iceberg with my knees tucked under my chest and my arms wrapped around my shins.
And i am looking at the sky-
... I am crying.
And I am crying, because,
I am more alone than I have ever been in my entire life,
but I don't feel lonely at all.
Because, even in the frozen wasteland,
I am still part of the world.
That I can still feel lucky to be a part of it.
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