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hate me …!

hate me …!

7

I remember with pleasure the hours, days, nights, moments when I dreamed with my eyes open and I wanted to be there. I would like to say “so it was to be” , but I can't. Why did I remain inert and did not move? Who the hell was I scared of?! Why did I refuse to think about it anymore? … ?

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…and I wanted it, too… simt. sorry .

hate me …!

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