I am still alone. After all these years, thinking I would never end up alone, I did. The way forward is not visible and overshadowed with uncertainty. Day goes by after day, some days are unbearable, and some days just barely so. I wish this could end. Maybe it can, but my body refuses to give in. It is strange, that after so many years of giving in, this body refuses beyond instinct, pain and suffering, to give in. So easy, it is so easy to give in. It may even be right. But my body refuses to give in. Even God does not know why.
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