"Can you hear me?" I shout it to the distant, cold galaxies. I shout it to the bleak night sky. I shout it to anyone, anything that will listen.
But I'm alone here. Everyone else went away. Left me here, alone. It's so dark out there, among the glimmering stars. All stars. No people. Nobody is answering me. I don't think anyone's going to answer my plea.
"Can you hear me?" My shout is louder this time, but again the cold stars twinkle scornful laughter down at me.
Without anyone. As I have been. As I will be.
"Can you here me?" My shout echoes thrift the vaults of heaven, reverberating into deep space.
Alone. Always.
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