To the lonely, the lost, the disaffected, the disenfranchised,
The bored, the broken, the confused and the scared,
The darkened, the battered, the bloodied and beaten,
To those of us looking speculatively at whether the cat would look good in a party hat
Or to we who see no point in the drink-fest parties
To those of us here, looking for something, anything, to bring a spark of light
For each and all here, instead of there, in the digital life instead of the real
When you have nobody, no one at all, but those of us here
For all of you, from all of me,
Happy New Year.
2011 will be better.
It must be.
/worldhug
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