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Even in the loudest room she remains quiet.
Her past is closed, she is no longer that person but now she is I.
She was crumbling and falling apart.
I took her hand and held her together as best I could.
She still tumbled in my hands,
I hold all that remains of that fragile girl
Now all that is left is I.
She is merely ash, I am all that remains.
Don't pity.
Don't remorse.





 
 
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