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Quantum Quandary
She fell down.
Down from the stars,
the day we met.
She illuminated me,
every fold in my skin,
every wrinkle in my soul.
Now my time has passed.
She doesn't exist,
not anymore.
Down from the stars,
the day we met.
She illuminated me,
every fold in my skin,
every wrinkle in my soul.
Now my time has passed.
She doesn't exist,
not anymore.
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