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im scared. sometimes its nice to be able to
look back and hold on to something or someone
to remind yourself of who you are. its funny how
people can become such a big part of your life
so big that they become a part of you. they begin
to define your very heart. its scary to think what
would happen if they ever left.  
i find hope in you. and that hope gives me fear.
i love you.

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