“Far more likely is that I, so eager to capture metaphors and twist them around and around until I lose interest, simply find loneliness sometimes too heavy a burden to bear. It is that I, not unlike every other person who has and who will ever walk this earth, look to the million stars twinkling overhead and then down at my own shaking hands, and wish, for countless agonizing moments, that someone were there to hold them.”
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