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Yes, we were growing
But growing apart
Always distant
But closer by heart
One fine day we stumbled upon,
Stuck together by choice
And running into the marathon
Of these sentiments that now are gone.
Inconsistency when got in between,
only led words to bleed,
eventually turning us into mannequins.
Cold, heartless and heavy,
That's what continued daily.
Until one day the string too stretched eventually broke.
What we now ended up having,
Are a set of lessons
And memories as a load.

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