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I saw you, the girl with the sad blue eyes. I was the scattered man trying to find my way in. I was only there for a moment, but it felt like an eternity.
I know you’re doing well. How can you not? Congratulations on your third year. I can’t fathom the strength it took to reach that point. You should be proud. I wish I was there to celebrate with you.
I’ve reached a point of acceptance and denial that allows me to maintain homeostasis. Life moves on.
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