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Tabula Rasa; A better phrase, there can not be. Drained of all emotion, neither here nor there... Too weak to be sentient, self-aware... Am I here? And are you there? Life isn't fair, this much is true... but it's a bit of overkill to do as you do. The time for 'Ever Afters' is all but through... alas, in my weakened state, you still do as you do. I long for the warmth of joy once again... these cold hands aching, happiness fluttering, away in the wind. Are you there? Am I here? Oh, to once again feel fear...
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