Behind His Wall
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I had no feelings for him not that I noticed. Yet when I saw a tear silently crawl down his cheek I wanted to hold him and ease his pain. I wanted to hold him and tell him everything was alright, but none of that could be accomplished considering that we were standing before his fiance's grave.
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