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Let me hold onto [ ]. The memory is [ ] without it.
I love [ ].
Wounded. Not broken. Still whole.
You look [ ]. Maybe we should [ ]. Let all this [ ].
You belong [ ]. A collection of misplaced things - that’s what [ ]
I [ ] you.
I’m [ ]
Please.
Let me hold [ ]
Don’t [ ]
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