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Mortals.


I don’t want to live forever

Because I don’t want to watch

Everyone

And everything

I’ve ever loved

Or hated, even,

Disappear from in front of my very eyes.

Especially you.

You mean more to me

Than many others,

All of you.

You all three know

Exactly who you are.

Number one is twenty

And treats me like royalty.

Number two is fifteen

And jokes about everything.

Number three is sixteen

And tells me everything.

Our conversations are real,

Raw,

True.

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