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Bothered by the light, cannot gaze at the sun. It's become an unfamiliar face. I feel such happiness, despite the emptiness, I've already won, Although no one could ever fill your place. The thought seems distant, has it even come? Am I simply stuck wandering in my worrisome rant. I had a chance at the target and missed it, I forgot where I was aiming from. I am unsure of where I stand. However I know, where I would like to be, A place I may never again be able to reach. The places we'd go, the things we'd see. You're up in arms, for your security I breached.
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