'guilt'
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his eyes were fixed upon nothing,his breath caught in his chest.a constricting weight,descended upon his heart.
he bit his lip,
to keep it for trembling,but alas,a tear slipped from his lashes,
I miss the mystery that you once were
When there was so much still left to uncover
I miss first realising the bond we had
A connection unlike any other
