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In the past
Somewhere inside there is that desire to be held dear,
Wishing to be hugged and kept warm in his embrace,
Wanting to have a companion to the end of the destination.

All have been in the past,
Where the memories lingered,
Keeping the soul of a fragile heart in a time loop,
Unable to or perhaps,
Incapable of breaking free.

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