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Silent whispers, melted dreams, Ice cream puddles—no time redeems. They walk out the door, carefree, yet I stay locked away, a secret kept. Will I be free? Can I flee? Or is the price too steep for me? Drip. Drip. Drip. They will never agree. Will I ever escape this hell— Never-ending, depths I fell? Too deep, no peep, An endless sleep. Is it him or her I seek? I don't know.