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The unknown is the hardest to get through. Why? What happened? When did things fall apart? What did I look past and not see? It is clear to me now, there is no victim in this game. Only two people who are in so much pain. Two people too willful to give in.
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Sep 25, 2015
Sep 25, 2015 at 5:33 PM UTC
Its Clear Now.
The unknown is the hardest to get through. Why? What happened? When did things fall apart? What did I look past and not see? It is clear to me now, there is no victim in this game. Only two people who are in so much pain. Two people too willful to give in.
Kfstocklin
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Sep 25, 2015
Sep 25, 2015 at 5:33 PM UTC
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