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now in mock but genuine destress she exclaimes, now who cares about me? who'd give a fuck about me? nawbody cares about me! and she throws her hands up in mock but genuine destress. and i should fall forward like a wave and take her both hands and look her in the face with mad pity and affection and wisper, nobody! nobody cares about you! my dear, my honey. but instead i don't and that moment is lost forever, lost. it's lost, awwww. damn, it's lost. ok it's lost already, easy now just let it go
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I know for sure
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