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Dear Coincidence,

How many nights must I dance alone before I trip and fall to my grave? How many dreams do I have to dream before I decide to sleep forever? How many nights do I have to spend alone and wake up cold and even more lonely. How many mornings do I have to spend unconsciously grabbing two sets of cups only to painfully put one back. 

Coincidence, how long do I have to carry on until I can take no more?

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