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he says
not your friend
but he cannot fathom
the depth
of his words
carved on stone


my weakest point
and i tremble
at being alone
even in my happiness
tears well
knowing he is gone


I sincerely hope he finds what he is seeking. What he believes he needs. πŸ˜šπŸ˜‡

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