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The sign on my heart reads "No Vacancy",
but love keeps me tucked away in a tight fist. Loneliness is not a welcome companion. In the dark, a familiar presence eases the ache and the space beside me remains empty. Second best is not enough, even if it is for a lifetime. Some things are worth the wait, even if it is for a lifetime. Second best is not enough, and the space beside me remains empty. In the dark, a familiar presence eases the ache. Loneliness is not a welcome companion, but love keeps me tucked away in a tight fist. The sign on my heart reads "No Vacancy".
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