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The Eigth
I've lost all of you.
All seven of you.

You were so close to me and yet just out of reach.
You slipped through my fingers.

I should have held on tighter.

But now I stand to lose the eighth.

The eighth needs a heart monitor and a CT Scan.
She's slipping from my grip too
I'm holding on tighter than ever,
I can't lose this one.
Not ever.
© Twiley6508