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Ok. I'm tired...
I'm sad and I'm afraid.
The future is not what it used to be.
I don’t want to be the source anymore.
Everything has changed and I don’t understand what’s going on.
I’m angry with my life, despite the goodness of the circumstances.
I’m healthy, I’m successful in my job and I have new plans, but all of that is not important.
The beauty and the hope had fallen so deep that the fealty of the love to life was transformed by submission of love to everything else.
I’m lost… or I don’t want to be found…

With a huge four...

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