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Thursday, December 13


I'm sure we do. I just keep forgetting. And I don't know why I feel this way; why I've felt this way for so long. You tell me I'm different. But maybe I'm the same; maybe I was different then, but I'm the same that I've always been now. Maybe I'm not different; maybe you're just looking at me differently. Or perhaps, you aren't looking at me at all.

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