He was the last lil' bit.
The last lick, the last morsel, the last bite left on the plate that I just couldn't get rid of.
But you came along and you wiped it clean.
You replaced that last piece with something else.
Something non-addictive.
Something substantial.
Something that replenishes.
Something that doesn't deplete.
A ray of light, from miles away.
"The eye was placed where one ray should fall, that it might testify of that particular ray."
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