I picked it up. So depended to the screen. Now here I am dealing with the result. Praying to God and my faith to have mercy this time. Should I be less observant. So I could not see the little things. But if I do. I'll miss all the little reasons I love you. I fight the questions that want to jump off the tongue and fill the air. But poison has wrapped its vine around us for too long. Still my tone of voice has no guardian. You pick it up. And we run to our weapons. Round 1.
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