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I float in a sea of sorrow.
Those conversations have become lyrics to a sick, sad song stuck in my head. It plays as it wishes, giving no warning and leaving no room for escape.This song, it has no tune, but still it manages to flood my mind with terrible images of what transpired between the two. Desperately clinging on to memories of happier times as a buoy, I float on in this sea of sorrow.
