There are some things that we have not shared with another
The things that make different, us one from the other
They boiled our blood, they changed us within
So that never would we be back where we had been

There are images we cannot ever unsee
Where not just my pain made the breathing less free
But others broke too, and their grief did strike me
So that nothing the same, no not ever, would be

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