The Letter

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To the people I fell in Love with, to the people I treated wrong,
To the hearts I may have broken, to the songs I could not sing along.
To the promises I could not keep and the pain I put you through,

I hope this letter finds you well, wherever you are my stranger friend.

I have been guilty, a suspended realization.
Yes, it took me time, to come back to all my senses.
I have been chasing the wrong people and pushing the ones right,
I have been living a lucid dream where there's darkness so bright.

I've been living a false life, in hope of false light.
I've faked compassion, I've fake heart, I've faked myself just to look a part.

So this is to the people who loved me. People who kept my heart. I hope this letter finds you well, wherever you are my stranger friend.

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