I grew irritable and restless, confined to narrow loneliness: sullen and silent in a sleep eternally.

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I grew irritable and restless, confined to narrow loneliness: sullen and silent in a sleep eternally.
How can he leave her? Women: he seemed to run from them - was he to blame, he like most men, believe loving a woman eternally isn't compatable and already it is tomorrow.
Eternally secluded I felt impossible to connect, but I am surrounded with ordinary faces, with the resemblance of the ghost of my love, these thoughts a constant torment and monomania.