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Imagine, a 

world without sparks

Imagine, a 

world without warmth

Imagine, a 

world without you

Imagine, a 

world without I

Imagine, a 

world without infinite affection

Imagine, a

world without mothers

Bleak

Empty

A world not worth living in. 

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