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It has been a few years since I’ve last talked to you. You’ve slipped my mind as I lived and grew. I write to you this poem of mine. I hope that it’ll make it to you just fine.
My brain is a computer - Yelling out binary code -
In the depths of the heart lies a sunrise and a sunset. In the wonders of the mind lies a thin line that separates them. Attempting to fill yourself with love, Hatred consumes us by the betrayal of those we once loved.