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Empty.

Have you ever seen a chest so empty?

Not even a single beat echoes from beneath pale skin.

Completely vacant, yet no room for another disappointment

One can only wonder what is to become of a soul like that.

◄ Reminiscing upon simpler times.

my first love. ►

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