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You walked past me, and there was a glimmer of recognition, not of friendship or forgiveness, or of anger or animosity, but a moment of honest appraisal.
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Secrecy is best used in moderation like a sweet dessert.
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The assiduity of madness, the mid-evening sickening lack of clairvoyance, and the preponderance of thoughts weighing on my frail existence is too much for me to bear.
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I remember when you said

Say what's in your head

Every momentary dread

The love you've fled

Just to sleep in her bed