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Not for me the hedonism, the drugs, the sex, the drink

Not for me the globe-trotting, jet-setting, pleasure-seeking, world-experiencing

I don't care for new views, new sounds, new smells and tastes

I don't want peoples and places and actions and words

Leave me be, in my self-enclosed bubble of calm

My inert shell

My tempestuous thoughts of nihilism and debris

I am alone and alive

I am not a child of the universe

I am the universe

All-encompassing, all-bereft

And no one shall see me die.