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To those whose true escape is bound by the words on the paper
“Does my heart still beat?” He questions, his voice low and solemn. His voice's tone makes it hard to pinpoint. It's like listening to a song underwater. I nod, not needing to say another word. “Then you will never be alone.”
“Hate you?” He questions, his head shaking, “Forest, I’m in love with you.”

