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Forget me and i will still breathe. I will live under an assumed identity. I will change the sheets more frequently. I will finally forgive winter. I will fast for three straight days each month. I will write less with more care. I will part my hair in the center. I will live out my days in the body i was given. And i will forget you too.

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