25# Poet

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Dear

I was quite young
You were around
We were close
I think you're my dearest
But, I was not yours
I don't know why
Inside my chest
It'd stop beating
Now, when I'm around you.
You're not that dear anymore
I don't know why
But... It just felt numb.

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