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Despair. Dare to believe that life is fair.
It's not.
I'm learning to live with this.
I always wondered what it would be like to lose a friend to the grips of death. I never really wanted to find out though. I find myself ignoring such despair most of the time. Sometimes I cry. But I feel I'm ignoring most of what I feel in order to survive at this very moment.
Despair.
My friends are almost 300 miles away from me right now. This was my choice; however, I can't seem to comprehend why I am being ignored by all of them since they left this town on a visit.
Oh, despair. I don't want to talk about you for any longer.
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