I want to get rid of the ring.
I'm sure you threw yours out.
I want it to feel liberating.
A last hurrah.
I don't know why I held on so long.
It doesn't even fit anymore.
I think I'll put it in the ditch,
Where we sat all the time.
It's fitting.
It's where we spent all our time.
And it's where everything ended.
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