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[Laruku Tears]

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He could read a smile by now. And he smiled back, bittersweet like always and with a sad, soft kind of sigh. I don't know either, he told his friend, his only friend, his once-but-never-again-lover. And then he squeezed his hand before letting go and turning back the way he came. If you love something, let it go, because he would only break your your fractured little heart if he stayed, and you would shatter his. Let it go, let it go. It's all a lie anyway. He hated walking away, but he did it anyhow. He hated everything, but it had to be that way. Lonely was safe.

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