Longing, sadness
Hopes are gone, there is no friend,
It's unwelcoming all around. . .
In the silence of the night I hear sobs
The groan of the soul about past love. . .
6.5 million pph, all tasks completed, all skins except for the hamster-Durov in a cloak a la Neo from the Matrix, 158 days spent in this . . . and the result is stunning!
