I am all away...the memories of the last extra wonderful trip seem just like a pleasant dream as if it never happened.
I am all away from the people that I want to be with at all times.
You are all in that mess, somewhere in your orbital and, I am all alone in this corridor.
It's cold and dark outside and nobody except me is in here...in this corridor...at work!
What am I doing here?
What are you doing there?
Why can't we be together...forever?
We can't!
We aren't!
We won't!
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