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I realized too late that to win, you have to lose yourself, and it seems I was missing more than just the tact of the matter. Like a doctor who took too long to prescribe the right medication, I could never find just the right combination of words to say, to my journal or to your face, so I retreated and left you unsure as to what we were.

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