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You breathe in.
You try to not think of that one person,
that one person who changed it all.
The one who set you free.
The one you thought was the one.
But now they’re gone,
like memories of the past.
You try to smile.
You remember their smile.
You can feel your heart break, once again.
You breathe out.

— The End —