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Once upon a time, we thrived as one
Then, you were the light of my life
A shadow fell on our hearts
Darkness grew between us
Resentment built up
Who are we now?
Two Strangers
Not both
Each
About the Creator
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.. the figure in question had out-Heroded Herod, and gone beyond the bounds of even the Prince's indefinite decorum.
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