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I was walking on his arm, 


it was an arm of clouds. 


I kept walking because I was sure 


that he would keep me to the end.


But he didn't. 


He threw me away 


and disappeared.


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Sometimes you end up losing yourself trying to hold on to someone who doesn't care about losing you.

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