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Mar 2016
I think I loved you out of my life.
Out of existence.
The shadow stayed, though
(as a gentlemen should)
Comforting,
Yet wistful
all in the same breath.
I don't really know how
or why
or when you dissolved,
really.
But I found after you faded
*only half of you had left.
echo
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