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Gun in hand,
Body in action.
Running from shadow to shadow,
The mind in combat,
Yet, the heart at home.
Longing for warmth
The one that was give..
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You'd find this foolish,
Like many has,
Yet, was it fate
Or a turn of the heart?
"I love you", was the feeling,
A silent promise betwee..
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