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09/25/24 at 08:31PM
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Life Stories - Memories
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When the pain
within this, empty shell,
becomes too much,
it's time to tell.
Saying words,
not your form,
but good for
their own reform.
I'm dying,
I feel it now.
I must fulfill
my promised vow.
A Comment by Yelena
I will miss you. I know for sure. Little by little we all will vanish in appointed time.
