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Jan 2016
It's too quiet for a Friday night
I am too sober to conquer this
I'm in bed alone before 7pm
It's rare that I ever feel this alone
I am afraid that these silent nights will come more often
I fear the lack of connection more than anything else
"I'm a social butterfly, a nightmare when I'm alone"
Josephine
Written by
Josephine  Bridge City
(Bridge City)   
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