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I stare
You glance. Why is that? Were once synchronized Now the birds cease to fly. Are we even friends? My heart is Locked From your last words. Where is the key? Last month, last week, yesterday We lit the candle, you blew it away Last year It was glass:thousands of pieces Now I have porcelain. Can't you be glad? Your Eyes glazed green I glance You stare. I know why
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