So here I am. Again. Alone.
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The light is broken. Too hard to see the page.
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I broke it. I broke it.
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Too tired to read. Too awake to sleep.
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All the time. All the time to think.
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How did I find myself here again?
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There are times. When I dream of this.
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But not here. Not here.
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This is success. This is how it feels.
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No one knows.
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I've succeeded in killing it. This is success.
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This is how it feels. It's numb. It's cold.
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This is just the help that I needed.
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It's Too Late
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