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alone amongst everyone, all the time because this day ends face bathed in blue light and this is called progress. the planet is burning. the heat waves go on. so much water suddenly pours down all at once. then dry for weeks alone in our cars and social media accounting for nothing but a dying star of who you and I used to be and feebly desire through turning light into numbers the only magic left really. pulled out of a top-hat tranform. yeah, to be all that once again.