There's this deep sense of loss everyone feels. This pulling inside themselves between their heart and mouth. But it doesn't fester. It doesn't spread like vines, gripping your lungs. Instead it's like a stretching light that illuminates a forever emptiness you didn't know you had. A vulnerable openness. It creaks and moans inside you like a tender, wistful whisper, reminding you it's gone. A desperate kiss with nostalgia.
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