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How can you be so heartbroken

over someone you never loved,

people you never lost, those who

you saw but never found. Words

on a page in cursive so poorly

written that no love can come from

them, with a form so contorted

that no kind word could be spoken

but the phrases pour like water

out a glass so full but still so empty,

paradoxical and naïve, the vaguest

emptiness, the promise of forever

in a day that couldn’t last.

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