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to whom i never stopped loving so dearly, letting you go was the moment where i suffered greatly. to gaze at your eyes softly; was like a warm shelter i could sleep in peacefully. to entwine our fingers tightly; gave me a sense of belonging i've been searching carefully. and wanting to stay beside you so badly; was when i realised that this heart will always be longing back to you gracefully.

— g. m.,
to whom i called home; forever and always will be

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