You died And my voice awoke
You died and a voice inside of me that I'd forgotten I'd forgotten was nudged back into reality
A faint whispering existence Apprehensive. Unready to escape the unsure lips of a body that unknowingly held it trapped and waiting.
You crossed your finish line and in your stopping of time reminded my core that our innate connection…
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