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people say i'm lucky for doing what i did; i don't see it that way. i hate the fact that i'm not there everyday, joking around and making fun of everyone who passes through there. i know i keep saying i'm fine, and that i really don't care, the truth is: i DO care. even though i talk to them, and visit...its just not the same. i miss it. i know
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