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    Beatting.
    Inside of us.
    Beatting.
    But it will stop.
    The terror.
    When it stops.
    You may cry.
    You may scream.
    It is always different.
    The sorrow.
    The fear.
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    When will it happon to me?
    Why will it happon to me?
    I do not know?
    Please not let it be soon.
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    Beatting.
    For a set amount of time.
    But sometimes it change.
    It ends before its time is over.
    But why? Why? Why?
    Please do not leave me soon.
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    I love you.
    But you left.
    Please do not leave me here alone.
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    I love you.
    Please do not leave me agian.
    Forever.
    Till ever.
    I will miss you.
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