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do you remember
the comfort of sympathy?
do you recall
the warmth of delicate touch?

do you remember
the rays of life
embracing your being?

do you recall
the feeling of purity
in loved ones’ company?

you made your scorn palpable.
turned your back on life itself.

you locked the door
behind you…
lost the key
long ago

driven by need,
devoured by jealousy

forever doomed
to look
through the keyhole.

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