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It has been a few years since I’ve last talked to you.
You’ve slipped my mind as I lived and grew.
I write to you this poem of mine.
I hope that it’ll make it to you just fine.
In the depths of the heart lies a sunrise and a sunset.
In the wonders of the mind lies a thin line that separates them.
Attempting to fill yourself with love,
Hatred consumes us by the betrayal of those we once loved.