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What will you say
when you see me
trembling
slipping
with nothing to hold on to
but the thought of you

the small chance
that tonight
we'll admire the same sky
the same moon
the same stars
but from miles apart

laying on concrete
i'm numb to the cold
surrounded by unbreakable barriers
but these memories seem to seep in
like wildfire

i've never felt so alone

you've never felt so alive

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