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  • You came into my life on the end of my destruction and you never knew that by focusing on your pain I defocused on my own…sad song of tears from yesterday that still sound like a lullaby of sorrow within the walls of my being. I carry the memory that was written with the lines of an ancient tragedy that no one ever knew…except me. When I healed your wounds I was healing mine and when I caressed your heart the soft touch of angel wings flattered upon my own heart. Your pain was the mirror of my pain and I was there to remind you that I still was there after the storm had wrecked the core of my soul.
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