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Apr 2023
And like a ton of bricks it hit me, and I realised my mistake:
I'd been holding on so tight to a you you'd never be again;

And the phantom hand I'd clutched and clung onto all this time
had long since abandoned it's grip on mine.
Written by
The Boy
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