Here it is once again. HESI. But of course not one, rather, many. One per week, one might think. Think again. Two & three per week actually. Sighing does nothing for me. I gotta suck it up. Hold the tears. Flex my biceps. Or lack there of. As each day approaches, I find myself more and more aloof. I'm back to coffee. I know, I know... How dare I do
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