Sync

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The day you left,
everything reminded me of you.
The sun brought days we spent together,
the stars;
the nights we spent counting them.
The wind brought your fragrance,
the rain; your sorrow.
The beat of my heart reminded,
how ours would beat in sync.
I wonder why mine didn't stop,
when yours did.

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