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I turn to look he is not there.

I wait for a reply none comes.

I reach for him he is gone.  I sent him away.

 The pain is there and I allow myself to feel it wash through me.  He is gone. I sent him away.   He is gone yet I still breathe.  I breathe because I have to. I will live on because I want to.

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