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I remember a sigh
and its sound buries this
heart beneath a lifetime
of imagined failures
and real disappointments
as it struggles to breathe
I remember sounds
of pleading voices
and their ache descends
upon a soul with
the deepest mourning
I remember
the ache of hands
wanting simply
to feel yours, and
that ache is
the only
pain I have
ever
really
known
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