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I feel desolation in who I am. For a while I've been ignoring it. I take each day as it is, and take only but all of what it gives me. I not only see my future and each day but I feel it. I don't feel harmony, peace, and happiness as a whole, but only take the strands of which I'm given. I am empty. Every day and all days are empty. Routine and
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except I couldn't ever put it the way you do.
so perfectly.
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