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Whispers of Failure

Believe me, I don't want to see tears in your eyes, yet, in the rhythm of time, in the poetry of fate, today, you dwell in the world of pain. You know? Even today, I always think of you— feelings express dissatisfaction. How days— I haven not found you in my thoughts? When was the last meeting? When were the final words spoken? These desires— in this land of unwanted desires today.

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