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Should you vanish Hear me — from the ashes of our love, I penetrate the shroud of smoke, grasping for what you may abandon I never meant to lose you, to the emptiness between us. I don't give up that easily. You are someone I care about deeply. You are poised to leave, your flesh marked with pain, your heart hardened, you are exhausted, …
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