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I sat on a pew and watched as the strangers walked by slowly, quickly, not at all.
They all seemed to be moving, running, waiting
For something that I would never understand.

Then I heard a voice
And saw across the train station
A boy alone, hugging his knees, on a pew

I wanted to mimic him
To find security in my own limbs.
Hiding away from the world.

Instead I found myself beside him
Whispering:

"you are never alone.
My dear unloving,
I will love you."