for decades, the girl and the many other girls practiced thinking as one. 
they looked into the same mirror and thought 'me', 
they held up ten fingers to the window and said 'alone', 
they listened to the same songs and sang along in one accord, 
they beat their multiple hearts and 
smiled at the Boy and promised 'single'.
they flew five kites and never tangled the strings. 
(but when the fracture happened, there was no one left behind,
such that in the final Day there was nothing there to mourn)