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it still rests, unsettled, in my mind

what really happened

behind closed doors, the story gets darker

a truth, only you and sarah hold

you'll have to share with me what your purpose was,

as it was quite unclear 

and im failed to see the light, 

to distress?

to incentivise? 

the lights dimmed and the curtains closed

yet you watched with a smile on your face, 

applauding your work 

 

 

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