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"as i tell you that every single day of my life, i've just lived, survived

but never once cracked a smile,

because i've never felt what people call 'happiness', it's foreign to me,

like an untouched feather drifting in the wind, so far out of reach

and i hope that you will hold my hand, squeeze it tightly, tell me i'm not alone,

that we're not living in a fantasy,

it's not a fairytale with a happily ever after,

but also say that you'll stay with me, fantasy or not,

because no one deserves to feel lonely, and that you'll help me find what makes me happy"

-k.v.

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