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And you won't talk to me anymore.
My words no longer matter.
Impending doom.
I gave chase;
and defined "futile."
Do you remember who I am?
Please understand me:
I don't want to make you.
I don't want to take you.
I don't want to break you.
So, I'll leave you now.
But I just thought you'd be happy with me.
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