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07/02/19 at 10:35PM
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In this darkest hollow of my mind,
I find myself, lost and alone,
Nevermore to see my love.
The way she was, when we were young,
Why her? I ask these words
As the absurdity of this disease is
Fraught with frustration of knowing not,
What to do when the mind moves away,
From our Mortal being.
