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Chapter 143: Fields of Hope

listening as tears flow, memories swipe.
downloaded songs you loved listening.

regretting own actions, still.
stood by me these 2 years,
brushed you off,
took you for granted.

i feel for you,
you didn't know,
appeared cold,
for i'm afraid to show.

confessions too late,
wish you'll return. vague.

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