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i write with a hope that maybe someone can now understand me. i write with a thought that somehow, one can see how unbearable it is to feel empty. i write with a wish that maybe they can see i am not okay.

i failed, of course. no one sensed it. no one cares. no one will understand me. . . but this paper.

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