Excerpt Sixty-Five

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     I hate how I'm always wanting and wishing for things I can't have. Like I know I can't have what I want, but I still try and hope and wish for it. Every time I just lead myself to a cliff made of my hopes. Every time I fall off the cliff. Every time I break in one way or another. 

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