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I have tried to run, escape, forget, hid myself in a dark corner. Nothing seems to console me; not music, not writing, not reading beautiful language, even sleep keeps me awake. It feels like I�ve been missing it my whole life without knowing what it was. Even strong people need to draw strength from others sometimes, admitting it is no weakness. You are a comfort to me, when nothing else is. |
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