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i thought you were done with mei thought we both said our share of hurtful thoughts
i thought
i knew you were immovable you stubborn old thing
yes you died and i cried for the hopelessness you faced
for you could not face people of pain
you were not accepting
you must have felt betrayed by the universe in your ending days
i cried but i cried little
you left little in me to pity you in your old days
to come running after you to see how you fared
yes you were surrounded
by those loved by you
and this conversation never happened
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