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somehow those words that you say, they make me much less lonely

he pressed. furious. slicing his fingers and still i adored him. i came climbing out into a new world. and now here i am am alone. covered and aching and sweating. the lights flickered. she screams, i scream. today is lost in reckless abandon. there is not hope of reclaiming the light, it is past, dead. but there is vibrant hope for tomorrow. and they call me. i breathe. i'm having dreams of you. and though i know i don't need to say it, i miss you.