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Everything was fine, more than okay. Going just as planned, day by day. An angel without wings at our feet. Then I had to leave when they grew in. Fuck New York City. I should have been there. This wasn't meant to happen. Everything is fucked. Guess that's just my tough fucking luck. "Everything I touch turns to dust and everything I've loved, I've fucking lost." Went from the top of the world to it flipped upside down.
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