Chasing Horizons

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If yearning will let me get a hold of you, then I will bleed patience and call it devotion. Because some love is not meant to be held by hands, but carried by the will to remain. Tracing your name in the hollows, re-learning the days I had lived before you came. How paradoxical it is— wanting someone enough to disappear. And if this void continues, I will learn the shape of your absence in the spaces you no longer occupy.

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, some places, and incidents are products of the author's imagination and are used fictitiously. Any Resemblance to actual events, places, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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