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I consistently identified comfort and company only with Solitude amongst the ashen and crimson stone walls of my home. Years I spent, a myriad of mornings marveling
Depression is my comfort zone and I don't want to leave her. She makes me feel safe. She is my security that I will have someone to come back to when everyone leaves.
“Stop being so shy.”
A soldier shoots his last shot.Letters to worrying mothers prove,No news is good news.You are comfortable and safe.