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its different somehow if I do the ending but when someone ends with me the little one inside the woman cries and feels abandonded and wonders why... of course it had to be the world is full of beginnings and endings some pleasant and acceptable to both other endings harsh and unforgiving.... why must I be on the end of the latter one? i know i have many many things to learn about emotions those ponderous and sometimes tumultious feelings that threaten to either overwhelm and challenge and I know it would be so very easy to slide into the victim role a usual place where the dark side of my skin lies and the light side of my skin struggling with empowerment for the longest time is there can finally understand there is no lose and there is no win there is no you and there is no I there is that place of understanding where emptiness is all

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