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The tears are gone,but my head is not clear. The tears linger in the tight cabin of my brain. You are not here or maybe you are. I will not know untill you answer. Will it be an hour? Days? Weeks? My mouth slips into a smile,to be happy. To distract myself from the side effect of loss. He needs time,time will tell. If it was meant to be or to have him be set free.

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