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I guess, sometimes, you just give things away. Not because you want to, but because you don't know what to do with it anymore. Life comes with episodes. Many people in fancy dresses. In disguise.
Why do things and people seem so important at times and not so important later? Is this what life is all about? Why is that one feels dispensable, so easily? Is it really worth the fight?
I can't say come away with me because there isn't a place I can take you to. Stay with me means discomfort, at times, because you don't want everyone around you all the time.
What else can I say? What do you do with a friend in happy times?
Does it get boring? Doesn't it?
Life can't be so mean. Or should I face up to it?
