It doesn't make any difference how many times I hear it. I still feel the same as the first time. Parts of me are pulling away while something is trying to keep it's grip. Slowly slipping but never letting go. The one I care the most about isn't the only one I care the most about. Knowing that someone can obviously do better at what I tried so hard
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