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Text: Last time I saw you, we just split in two. You were looking at me. I was looking at you. You had a way so familiar, but I could not recognize 'cause you had blood in your face and I had blood in my eyes. But I could swear by your expression that the pain down in your soul was the same as the one down in mine. That's the pain that cuts a straight line down through the heart. We call it love. Each paragraph will be a test.

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