The chains between us snapped
each link of memories.
We hold the pieces separately
no longer unity.
Once a familiar voice,
now a distant sound.
I reach but cannot touch,
in the memories we are bound.
Words we shared lingers softly,
but silence now prevails.
Strangers bound by memories,
we drift in separate tales.
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