No man is an island; although, often times, I feel alone…

“No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the
continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a
manor of thy friend’s or of thine own were; any man’s death diminishes
me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know
for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee. “

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