Maybe you realized that you'd touched all the hearts you could and that was enough for you.
There could be pages missing from the books they are writing about you and it might not have been your choice.
You could have made a mistake somewhere between then and now, but I guess I won't ever get to ask about your smile.
Wherever you are, please know, I wasn't finished with your presence. But I hope you are better now.
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