I called her last night, and she was so quiet and far away, I was worried. I kept telling her, whispering to her, let it go. But she's struggling so much through parts I can't understand. She's changed in ways I'm unsure if it's her. The clothes she wears is almost familiar but different. Her smile is rarely shown as well as her tears. She
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