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Each little strand
Pain as it separates Slight repair Hope evaporates Pieces hanging Trying to pull tight Force so strong Unable to fight Life goes limp As each one breaks All was severed No scraps to take The process Slow as it does feel It’s only moments With no way to heal Through loves cup I take another sip As the receiver Continues to rip
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