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When you are old and tired, and sickness breeds in you, I hope you forget methen, forget what I've done to you.
You were my only friend.
Then I was half alive.
That's more than I could ever ask, but I took your trust and ruined you.
If you were here with me in this room, I'd stand right in front of you, andbeg you to forget, I was ever inside you.
You were the only thing I ever owned, worth anything at all, and still Itook your heart and held it and turned it to stone.
When you are sick and tired, and you're confined to your memory, throw meout of your mind:I've been turned to stone.
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