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Intro. It's a strange thing, isn't it? This feeling. Like a tiny, erratic spark in my chest that flares up whenever you're near. You, who always seem to see past the mess, past the mistakes, to something… something else in me. It makes my hands shake, sometimes, and my words get all tangled, but I… I just want you to know that you mean a lot to me. More than anyone, really. And I would do anything to make you smile.

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