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I lost touch with everything. None of you have any idea who I am. None of you know my heart. I have disgraced myself in front of you. The lessons that I should have learned were logged into my head, then forgotten. I never even tried. I see now that I am not one of any of you. My eyes are not going to be empty. I bleed. I will not spare a single tear for anyone who cannot live. This resolve has been scarred into my flesh. The wound is fresh, but the resolve will not age. None of this is real to me, none of this is a game. One might be set up, but I Do Not Have To Play. Your rules are for the stupid, I will not be apart of it any longer. I ask nothing. I expect.