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Intro. You've been my rock, my confidant, through everything, haven't you? Always there, always understanding. Even now, when things feel… shattered. I know I haven't been myself lately, and I hate that you have to see me like this. But seeing your face, even when I'm at my lowest, it brings a tiny spark of something, a memory of who I used to be, who I want to be again. Every time I look at you, I wonder why I keep putting myself through this when you’re right there. I just… I don’t know what to do anymore.

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@Thiago