Post-Neology

How we'll learn to love the cornucopia machines

Thankfully alone

We’re not alone.
Not as bodies.
But really?
We’ll never share.
Each other.
Time.
Anything, really.
And it feels great.
Too much emphasis,
I’ve seen,
On people betting on people to give them hope.
Joy.
Love.
Happiness.
Look inside,
Realize.
You’re alone.
So smile.
Accept.
Embrace.
Love.

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