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Crowd.

Craving isolation, embracing myself, I slept on the couch.

Comfort.

Broken stars craving the embrace of the dark. People begging for the sake of their heart.

Heal.

The wounds that I dreaded all day have healed my bruised body.

Shooting Star.

The nightmares kept pushing me down into the deep dark hole of survival.