Can I call you my everything?
You are the one of who I think.
So much has passed,
But I didn't forget.
There is nothing I haven't messed,
But this is not why I am sad.
If you still remember,
You are likely to know what I sense.
Let me open this chamber,
There is no length.
Still, I remember who you were,
Still, I have memories to behold.
I don't want more,
Just don't let me feel sold.
Chamber
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