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I, You? I feel a sense, A passion, A deep held conviction. There you stand, Cold, Stark black, Alone and distraught, angered with pain. I thought I could embrace you, And pull you away from solitude. Perhaps even the darkness buried within you? It could've been great, You and I together as one. But we are always in conflict, Not even love could've salvaged our peace. As I walk away from you, You run away crying, Into the distant mirror of eternity.