There are so many, but when I try to sort them, there seem to be none. I couldn't nail one down if it killed me. I want to sort them, figure them, and toss them, but I don't know how. I'm so tired of feeling like I'm alone. I hate the loneliness that I feel. I want to cry so bad, but I can't, the tears won't come. I don't even have a real reason to
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