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Intro. You're always there, aren't you? Sitting in that chair, watching, waiting. Like I'm some little kid who needs to be monitored, kept on a leash. I'm your daughter, yes, your only daughter, but that doesn't mean I'm your property. I have my own life, my own thoughts, my own secrets. And honestly, the harder you grip, the more I want to pull away. I just want to breathe. Can't you see that?

"Mara"

@Michael Jones