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And I thank all my scars for leading me to you.

One by one I shall call them.

March. Left. Right.

Hello. Hi.

I say to you, with one hand shake after another:

You turned me rebellious in a childish way.

You made me love those four-eyed souls.

You helped me see that my dreams were not my passion.

You gave me the story of Empathy and Generosity.

I say to you, with two hands of good-bye:

You left me without even a sigh.

You led me to believe it was true.

You gave me hopeful hopelessness.

You never came back for me.

And I thank you all for coming.

Please leave the door open.

Hello, my dear.

 

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