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Together

We sit together for hours,
Arms around each other.
Finding peace
In the company
Of our shattered dreams.

We barely even speak,
It isn’t necessary.
Nothing in common
Except the scars we’re hiding.
Only our eyes are the same,
Haunted and full of pain.

We sit here together,
Sharing the strength
We can muster
To face tomorrow.

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