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 I'm tired. I'm tired of having to watch you win and manipulate my feelings. I have to win, and if I do, it's game over. I was scissors, and you were paper. For once, I was able to win. I'm so sorry, I had to do it. I had to cut you off. I couldn't take playing and being played. I won, I won now...


I guess...It's over....

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