There is a small house in my heart with an even smaller door. We built that house together. You and me. A long time ago. But that house was abandoned by us. First, it was you that left that house. And then, a few years later, I followed suit. But before I left, I welded the little door to that house to its frame. Because I knew, one day the old me would want to visit. And that can never happen. Such a useless thing should never happen.
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