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I'm calling you today; I'm coming back to stay
in the past I've made my way with mistakes and ashed in the flakes floating from a trail of fire I left about 1 mile wide and 3000 long.
But I've paid with a drenching loneliness, a smothering solitude and it is you that I will never take for granted.

Nights when we were alone, winter days brushing off snow. It will fall on us again, like I had never left. And love like you've never known.

See? See these compunction re-uptake inhibitors can stop my soul, the neurons still glow as singing solitary pulsing coal. Just lay your paper white upon it, give it a blow and catch again with heat radiate untold.