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Can you see my heartbeat?
Can you hear me clasping my hands?
You must have thought my perceptions were mixed up
But it is not.
Once I see you, my heartbeat is distinct as if it is going to jump out of my body,
I feel like it's going to tear my skin.
I squeeze my hands so tightly; loud enough to be heard outside
Now you squeeze your hands and look into my eyes,
What are you hearing?
If your answer is nothing, then I'm putting an end to this war.
My dear sweetheart.
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