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For words, two minutes, three years for my fingertips to grow numb. Could this be the moment when the "finally" becomes the "wish i could". Desperation and outstretched memories, now i see you only in bad dreams. i never reset. I only see you in bad dreams. let me explain. close enough to feel your words. far enough to read your flesh.

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