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I feel uneasy. Ill, even.
My stomach is all twisted and I haven't been able to eat.
I confessed things to her that I have never brought myself to speak aloud.
And for what?
A fleeting feeling of happiness and worth?
But what happens when she's gone?
When I can't hear her?
I may have to cancel my classes tomorrow.
I fear I might be coming down with something.