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Darling,

I think you moved today.

I was lying in the bed next to you, holding your hand and watching tv when I swear I felt your hand grip mine a little tighter.

I told the doctors.

I don't think they believe me.

I told my friends at school.

I don't think they believe me either.

I am alone in this situation.

Unless I count you.

Do you want to give up darling?

Because if you do, then it's final.

I'm alone and you're gone.

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