it's okay, she came back
We tiptoed in an evolving dance for an eternity,
Then She embraced me with her sweet, sweet heart.
I vowed to never let Her go, but She felt chained.
To see her like That, so restricted, was my death.
There was no question. I made no thought to myself.
I set Her free, no chance of return.
It's what made Her happy.
That's all that I need.
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