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I am fairly sure that you have given up too much to procure; what you considered the healing touch of my thin fingers. And I; unbelievingly realize that no matter how hard I try, I may never be able to provide all that you may have sacrificed to get me by your side. All I can do is to continue to yield to your point of view and to share and care for your dreams and schemes about life. But after all this time it is unfortunate to find that so much care robs the deepest love of its flair till; we begin to choke in our own holes of loneliness and without intention your sacrifice and my devotion become inside-out versions of each other......
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Dec 3, 2019
Dec 3, 2019 at 5:41 PM UTC
The Inside-Out Version
I am fairly sure that you have given up too much to procure; what you considered the healing touch of my thin fingers. And I; unbelievingly realize that no matter how hard I try, I may never be able to provide all that you may have sacrificed to get me by your side. All I can do is to continue to yield to your point of view and to share and care for your dreams and schemes about life. But after all this time it is unfortunate to find that so much care robs the deepest love of its flair till; we begin to choke in our own holes of loneliness and without intention your sacrifice and my devotion become inside-out versions of each other......
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Dec 3, 2019
Dec 3, 2019 at 5:41 PM UTC
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