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Your arms ache to hold someone — you move in slow motion from one hug to the nextso you won’t jostle the warm feeling off your shouldersbefore the next hug comes your way.Your heart feels hollow — that emptiness screams like an addiction to be filledeven if it means doing hurtful, selfish thingsto get a fix.”I understand,”I tell him. “BecauseI’ve been lonely, too.
