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You have told me in action that it is undeniably impossible for you to love me. I have lost the sence of deja ve I got when we were togther. The deja ve I thought was a dream was not, It was alas something familliar. Theres still this incriminating feeling of love and desire but no longer overwhelming, its just... there. The universes have stopped overlapping in my mind, telling me in every universe you are no longer what infects my mind, that you are not my overwhelimg desire in any universe. I had believed that the universe wanted me to love you and so I did, without question, without word, with breath. You have told me in action that it is undeniably impossible for you to love me. I have lost the sence of deja ve I got when we were togther. The deja ve I thought was a dream was not, It was alas something familliar. Theres still this incriminating feeling of love and desire but no longer overwhelming, its just... there. The universes have stopped overlapping in my mind, telling me in every universe you are no longer what infects my mind, that you are not my overwhelimg desire in any universe. I had believed that the universe wanted me to love you and so I did, without question, without word, with breath.
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