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She waits on the edge of chaos. I'm fighting through no mans land to save her. She is slowly falling from that cliff. I'm not sure I'm fast enough to catch her. I hear her calling, and her requests are haunting. I want to make her happy but I think I may be failing. The smiles worn are torn and bleeding and I'm slowly slipping into this mental state of sheer discontent. This stress, this distance, its extinguishing the flame that burned so wildly. That made me feel so lively. I wish to close the gap. To hold her close, and never let go. To make damn sure I'm always here for her...