The End
The end. This is the end. I search no more. It is not the way I hoped it'd be but if there is someone searching for me the way I have searched. It's up to you to find me now. I search no more. See I can't get hurt if I have no expectations. And I'm tired of the pain. Both physical and emotional. This is my final cry out. If you search for me it's up to you to find me.
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