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And suddenly it came to an end
Neither sweet nor sorry
A heart once filled
with sweet melodies
Is now a void space
with echoing memories

Suddenly
There is nothing left to see
Pictures flipped
Assemble into a vast,
infinite white sheet
A new canvas
A chance to breathe
Something new for one to believe
And suddenly
It all make sense

This is not 'The End.'


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