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He left me crying my broken heart out at the lake and in that moment I had Déjà vu. It was a dream or nightmare that offered me two choices. Stay where I am and be consumed by darkness or allow those who love me to fill my heart slowly back up. I have started to let in those who make me smile, unfortunately at this point causes a gray conflict.

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