Slight Drizzle

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I loved you,
just like the
sun loves the
moon.
And you
needed me
like your
lungs need
oxygen.
But, I guess
at some point,
you learnt to
breathe on
your own.
And when you
left,
you took the sun
with you,
and left me in the
dark.

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