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I stand on the boat my scratched up pale hands wet with bright red blood the only color on my skin right now. I wonder how i got here all the little tiny things that added up to this one big thing and if i made one different move would this have never happened? would me and Michael be divorced right now possibly if we didn't come here, it doesn't matter anymore either way were not going to end up together no one on this estate is leaving here together. 

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