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Things will never be the same. I left home to in order to leave it all behind. I was foolish to think I could hold on to any part at all. I thought I was okay with things. I thought it wouldn't matter. I didn't think I would lose the people I love. One by one they've slipped away and I let them. People growing together pushes me away. I came to school with seven picture frames of loved ones and only three remain now.
the time has come.
the time has come.