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"Do you think we only fix things in the middle?
As soon as I take a step forward, you retreat, only to return to the middle.It was never about the middle; it was about us.
I feared getting used to you being distant there.I tried to hold on to you, and you slipped through my fingers like grains of sand.
In the middle, will I find you still waiting, or have you grown tired?
Where things, emotions, words, and pains converge without completion."