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That day, I declared myself unwanted,
From the pages of your story,
A story where every sentence was a veil of enchantment for me.
I relinquished all my rights to those words,
Leaving behind only the tenderness that existed in the chapters of your past.
Just as a refugee abandons everything from one life,
I, too, left it all behind,
Carrying only the emptiness of a lifetime as my possession.
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I know…
You wished to carry the remnants of the story through a lifetime,
But when affection fades away,
Doesn’t existence itself feel misplaced?
One can survive after losing love,
But if the warmth of belonging is lost…?
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