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"Oh, brother," I muttered to myself as I turned away. Sometimes you just feel like Charlie Brown but a real one, not a two-dimensional black-and-white line drawing. Such is the totality of the rejection of everything that is "you." It's all part of it, though. The natural healing process that seems to take forever while experiencing but is summed
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