All the lonely people.
- at one not particularly special moment, I realised that all things happening are just meant to happen whatever I think, do, believe, try or want
- it implies that the meaning of life is just to live it
- to live it means to feel it, to walk through the city and do not know where
- there are no depressing situations, they are all simply interesting
- and we are all just bunch of proteins - suprisingly successfully breathing, crying and singing
- but all above does not mean that my several million cells does not still love yours
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