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hough lots of people are living at the same time zone and place here and now,
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even though we cannot transfer any stores or images about them to anybody.
 
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Loneliness does not exist inside a bridle, but it comes back to those who pilgrimize escaping their bonds,
whereas people are isolating others' world while making best efforts to survive inside their own peerage.
Therefore, the sad are sorrowful alone, and the happy are cheerful alone, too.
And we who meet a lot of people at the same time
remind ourselves of sadness alone inside the joy with others.
Old friends are greeting while passing with joy,
but I, like a betrayer, do not laugh among them, and just walk on this world
while talking about the story and missing the place where I cried a lot together with the unknown.