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She often forgot to empathise with herself. I felt she needed someone to peel off the layers of her personality before she could even think of letting them in. But then, I knew she did not need anything at all. 

Poem: The Table

At a table in the corner Whirling her world in my cup Cream still appears like a meaning She said, had lost over the years The waves of her desire Gush at my feet on the shore I long to seep away in the ocean I long to go with her
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