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Days left, not much.
My hopes, still a bunch.
But, where are thou
To whom, faith, I gave a vow?
Can't you say something, at least?
So my worries can ease,
And know that you're well
So I could tell.
Tell everyone that, I believe
That a hanging ending, you won't leave.
But a brighter sequel, you will weave.
Slowly, I'm sure you will achieve.
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