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Our story ended a long time ago

Yet, I am still writing about us

I can barely live like this

Without you by my side


But when I motion my pen

And stain my paper with ink

You always come alive

In my mind and heart


My words give me strength

To not give up on you

To still hold on to your promises

When I'm not a keeper of my own


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