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Reservation

I sense reservation in your words An attempt to not get caught up in it all again I too, must remind myself daily Sometimes several times a day That I need to leave you be Let you process your grief Lick your own wounds For what she did to you, You, in a sense, also did to me And though my heart wants to offer comfort This time It knows better

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