The room still holds the shape we lost,
your voice caught soft in walls and frames.
You only love once — it fades and falls,
the stubborn echo always remains.
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The room still holds the shape we lost,
your voice caught soft in walls and frames.
You only love once — it fades and falls,
the stubborn echo always remains.
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