The last letter you ever wrote assured me two-fold
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That your words can appease the most blistered spirit.
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How much I lust for life... How much I lust...
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Finding out what life means to us may be the most intriguing puzzle ever known.
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The first time we experienced anything so true,
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We were so far apart from one another.
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We kept on instilling trust within grasp,
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Believing everything falls into place, depleted the sense of complacency.
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Forever search, we'll grow!
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We'll grow to fix these splintered ghosts.
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Everyday I open my eyes to see it break again.
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Behind what we are, the sun is but a hand away.
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And in the shadows that we called our home exists effulgence within our hearts.
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I write you now because one of the necessary ingredients
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To this great vision that I call my future is you.
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The Last Letter We Ever Wrote
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| Folly |
