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“It’s not like I pine away for them when I’m not with them, ” he said.

My heart would be bleeding
right out of my chest right now
if it didn’t feel so frozen
from those apathetic words.

I could be flip and say ‘his loss” but it wouldn’t be authentic.
When the heart goes numb, it is winter for us all.

So I will sit by the hearth
and tend the fire
during this cold season.

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