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ββββ βπ¦ππ’π’π§ππ‘π π¦π§ππ₯π¦ π‘ππ©ππ₯ πππ¬ ππ’π₯ π π. π π¬ ππππ₯π§π¦ π’π‘ π ππ₯π¦, πππ‘ππ πππ₯π π§π’ π¦ππ. ππ¨π§ π¬π’π¨ ππ‘π’πͺ, π¬π’π¨ ππ‘π’πͺ, πππ π¦ππ π¬π’π¨ πππππ‘.β anger was something she felt constantly. so often without it, her day felt different. but. she had every right to be angry. to be angry at herself. at everyone. at the world. it wasn't fair it could rip the only person she cherished- needed, from her grasp and apologize with the stars she'll watch alone.
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