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I guess I always imagined I'd be there. It was just a natural assumption, but like so many other assumptions, it isn't true.
How do I come to terms with my new position? How do I get over the seclusion?
Perhaps the only answer lies in summer. But even that is difficult to accept.
Because of this, am I supposed to forget?
I have accepted the unacceptable.
Who do I have left?
How do I come to terms with my new position? How do I get over the seclusion?
Perhaps the only answer lies in summer. But even that is difficult to accept.
Because of this, am I supposed to forget?
I have accepted the unacceptable.
Who do I have left?