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Aug 2016
As it passes,
one fears being forgotten
by the one who means most

clinging she was
to the hope that he hasn't
though doubts enclose her mind
she continues to believe
even without guarantee

she missed him,
probably more than he ever will with her
and it hurt
for all she wanted was to be home
in the arms of someone
who
might
not
feel
the
same
You are one of my worst enemies, time. Yet I need more of you.
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