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SadC. Wren Black

closer

We used to be close, We did, Like two peas in a pod, They said, It was not me who ended it, Nor you, It was time, And space, Space apart, Or the fact that space, In fact, Had pushed us apart, The hands of the clock, Gripping our very souls, Pulling them apart, Dragging you away,

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