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1d
Dear, will you come to me
I need you
I want you

You're my peace
Will you come?

He arrives
He whispers in her ear:

“Dear, I heard it all.
But it's not the right time for you yet.
I know you are hurting,
But please listen to me—
It's not the time.
It will take some time.
I know you're hurt, sad, depressed,
But I promise you, you will get through it
And want to live more.”
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