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Never Really There

Rise to the occasion love.
This is OH so momentous.
In my darkest hour I found light,
but you blew the candle out
Long before I stood a chance.

Shivering, I let the wax
melt between my fingers
breathing the stale and extinguished
smoke deep into my lungs.

Gasping for air;
I realize,"What a fool"
You were never really there.

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