I hope everyone is delightfully content.
I wish I knew more about things.
I wish people would stop telling me what I am or things about me.
I'm painfully aware.
I have surges of pure happiness.
Followed by nonsocial detached thoughts.
I wish he remembered more.
I wish I remembered less.
It's okay where I am right now.
But I sense that something better could
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