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i'm sorry, but i don't love you anymore.

not in that way, at least.

please, drop your pen, hide your paper, and don't write back.

you can't rekindle what we used to have.

so let the rain pour on our dying flames.

and let the thin smoke be the memories we shall hold forever.

– jimin

fin.

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