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Apr 2014
Two years ago I learned that you were important. You mattered (I didn't).
You always wanted to **** yourself and
I always wanted to save you.

Two years later I learned that I was important. I mattered (too).
You still wanted to **** yourself and
I realized I couldn't save you.
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