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Your first impression counted to the stirring beat of my heart as you took hold. But calloused hands don’t fell well, and if you don’t feel lonely, then you don’t feel like me… and if you don’t feel lonely, then you don’t feel me. And from above, he dropped that coarse shade in the space between us. And on my side, I took to the skin, etching a reminder in stone, never to forget what lay in the beyond.
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