A/N: For a standard disclaimer see my profile. The lyrics on top are from "39" by The Cure.
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"And all the things I promised, and all the things I tried,
Yeah, all the things I ever dreamed, I used to feed the fire..."
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Loss
To lose something you must have it first. His losses line up, form a chain long enough to strangle all happiness out of the world. Somehow he manages to find new one, in the smallest of things, because they are all he can afford now. The greater ones were first to go. He finds his tiny joys, and has something new to lose when time comes. Again.
The most cruel thing in the universe is how it can always find something else to take away from him, even when nothing, no one, and no place feels like his any more.
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tbc.