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I know she is not me,
from way before.
I know I cannot be the one,
the right,
the best,
for you.
So I will feed the left over,
tiny pieces of my feeling, my hope,
into the darkness,
the depth of my heart.
And when the wound heals,
that is when the ray of light will shine in,
once again.
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