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i wish i knew you. maybe that would help me understand why you do the things you do. maybe i wouldn't feel all used up. you've been killing me so slowly...i can't breathe. i don't know how i will ever regain my strength. i want to cry now...mourn my loss... but you have already drained me of all my tears. did they feed you? give you power? give you
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