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Reverence

With you, I am angry,hurt; I feel I am deviant and unwanted among your chosen group of associates.
I feel their stares,and fear their snares.
Their unhappiness is brought by our own happiness.
They wish for nothing more than for one of us to call it quits.
But we are strong, contrary to their beliefs.
We believe in what they would consider to be unjust. Unjust that you made such a grave decision unaccompanied by their thoughts.
We live in the moment and don't waste a second to be with one another.
Our reverence disgusts them.

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