I’ve never loved one
Who would love me back
And I’ve never loved one
Who would care
When I reach out
In joy or in fright
There’s never anyone there
You may see what you want
And have what you don’t
And look, but don’t ever touch
And all is yours for the asking, my child
But love is a little too much
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Kevin Trent Boswell is a thing that once blinked briefly in and out of existence. It made noises and gestures while it lasted. The exact nature of its demise is unclear. Some sources say it collapsed beneath the weight of entropy and time. Other tertiary evidence suggests the possibility that it was destroyed by a predator, an accident, or perhaps even by itself. The truth of the matter is unknown. Luckily, no one cares.
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