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Sometimes I make myself cry.

It's not because I hate myself.

It's not to feel better.

It's just to feel.

Being sad is better then being numb.

To feel nothing is to feel like nothing.

Tears make me something.

I know I can still be happy if I can be sad.

When I was young to cry was to be weak.

Now to cry is to endure.

If I can feel the bad in this world maybe I can still feel the good.

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