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These are the moments when

I wish my arms were long enough to reach you and my heart big enough to love away all your pain. But my arms are short and I couldn’t even pick up the phone to call you and my heart had grown cold to even notice that you were hurting. And I am here and you are there. And I’m sorry I couldn’t save you.

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