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I started reading a book two hours ago and I've fallen in love with it. This isn't the first time it's happened. Third.
There is something so unbelievable about the fact that there are people in the world who think and feel like me. It's an incredibly joyful sadness. Joyous for me because I see I'm not alone. Sad for them because they believe they are.
I'm not sure why I'm crying.
There is something so unbelievable about the fact that there are people in the world who think and feel like me. It's an incredibly joyful sadness. Joyous for me because I see I'm not alone. Sad for them because they believe they are.
I'm not sure why I'm crying.