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Amongst your stories,
And visions.
I've noticed your eyes
Are quite dead.
If the windows are lost,
Is the ending tragic.
Is there anything left
To you.
Amongst your feelings,
And being.
I've found your mourning
Is real.
It might have been made up,
The first time you spoke of it.
But somewhere, it fell upon life.

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