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April 04, 2011 - 12:12

The kind of wailing, feral blubbering, that only occurs when you discover that you are, despite your previous assumption, totally alone.
Tomorrow you will adapt, believe again that you aren't alone.
And it will hurt, a little more now, when that moment of discovery is hit upon once again.

You Are. Alone.