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I was dead. I was dead after hearing how little I meant to the person I daydreamed about. I was numb. I couldn't feel anything after realising she didn't tried to call me even once while I couldn't stop crying about her. I was stuck. I was stuck after seeing that he was running a marathon while I was struggling to walk I will rise I will rise cause now I've already been through the worst part.

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