My wish to be alone

Two things found their way to me this morning. A purity that was given to me by a friend and a wish for myself that I found in a song.

I slept last night curled in a little ball. Warm, hidden, silent, lost, empty, invisible. Wishing to disappear. To not be needed or cared about. To be forgotten.

I felt alone and protected inside my duvet.

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