This is imperative. I need you to cleanse me with your philosophy of life, your my therapy. My strategy of being whole. I'm not content, reminscing piece by piece of what could of been, but now is not. How can I evaporate all of these templates that remind me of you. The harm's done. Therefore I'm setting you free like it should be. Goodbye for now!
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