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Squandered
what a great opportunity to make memories to bond to rediscover reconnect reignite yet here I sit alone by choice wishing to bond with those who aren't here while ignoring those who are and wondering what is wrong with my love that it sits cold and unmoved by mate or offspring even while phrases of song can catch my heart reminding me of something intangible that perhaps only exists in my imagination and I worry that I am probably building a wall of tiny missed moments that will be cemented together with regret
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