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Loneliness can creep in, if you let it Cold and wet, into your ribcage, chilling the heart forgetting names and faces favorite places the sensation of embrace because how could there be anything besides this feeling Loneliness can float in, if you let it the day was long and hard vocal chords fighting for dominance, sounding from different corners as the frantic fingers race to type numbers that no one will remember, or even read Turn the key, though, and there it is all curled up on the couch peace and quiet forgetting the menagerie of clicks beeps and whirs with every breath Loneliness surprises you for a second being so warm and so cold a current of the neurons can determine the temperature