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you look up, the stars from nowhere reflecting in your eyes. your hands are cold, and you feel lonely. not scared. not afraid. just. . . alone. lonely. .ǝןppnd ǝɥʇ ɯoɹɟ noʎ ʇɐ sɯɐǝɹɔs uoıʇɔǝןɟǝɹ ɹnoʎ but you hear them. hear their stories. hear their cries listen ןısʇǝu
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