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It
hurt to know that she hurt.
But
there was hope, even in the void of a tender day's sunlight.
It
really hurt to know that I broke her heart,
But
there was hope, even in the middle of a dark, moonless night.
It
hurt. It horribly hurt that the two of us had to part,
But I still hope we both
remember the sacred moments we always shared under the quiescent glimmer of the
evening starlight...-Mar'Kata Rhaimes Poetry
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