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Alone for the season

I hear the songs of the season as the snow begins falling outside. I’m alone on this December evening. I’m always alone dreaming of not being alone. It’s cold outside as I bury myself beneath a stack of blankets.

It’s the time of year to remember how alone I am as families gather together somewhere.

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