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| | Hands - Held, Alone, Together (Site not responding. Last check: 2007-10-24) |
 | | Notes: I don't use betas; any errors are solely and completely my fault. |
 | | He remembers what it feels like to be alone, and wonders how he survived; how he held together without the communal gaze fastening him to himself. |
 | | One night, he dreams of sailing onto a golden sea, storm clouds the colour of bruises overhead, his grey trainers and tuxedo wet with spray, and behind his little rowboat, which is about to crumble into darkness at the stern, trails a long slimy green rope. |
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