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Archer grabs my hand before I can run away.
Because that's what I want to do.
Run away from this situation.

The love of my life
proposed to me
and I rejected it.

How can I see myself in the mirror
and find a sane person?

He doesn't say anything.
I don't try to read his face.

Accepting my decision with a smile,
he closes the box,
and opens my hand,
placing it in my palm.

"I'll wait for you."

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