I looked across the room and there you were. Even then I saw that you were broken in the same places that I was.
For a brief moment it gave me hope that I was not alone.
Our scars linked hands that day.
How beautiful it has been with you at my side.
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I looked across the room and there you were. Even then I saw that you were broken in the same places that I was.
For a brief moment it gave me hope that I was not alone.
Our scars linked hands that day.
How beautiful it has been with you at my side.
Beautiful.
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Thank you so much.
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Lovely little piece. So simply written.
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Thank you so much, Matthew.
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