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I am here in agony,
boiling with wretched thoughts and seething anger. Where are you? It makes no difference- it isn't with me. I needed you. How could you forget? I wait, knowing to my very core, that you will not appear. I could chase after you, find you if I really searched. But why should I beg? Asking once should have been more than enough. When will I learn and when will you see?
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