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| my eyes feel like sand paper i think all the fluid from my body has drained from my eyes i think i'm finished but more tears are conjured up nothing you can say can make this ok nothing is ever fine or okay anymore the flood gates have opened but i feel so dry it is all going to end i don't get anything from you i'm inconsolable |
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| � D. R. Vecchione | ||||||||||