Your voice sounds so far now, about a thousand light years from here. And it's not yours anymore, at least not the you I thought I knew, however little of you. You sound like someone I have never met. Someone I don't know, and someone I definitely don't want to know. Not now, when you sound like it is too late.
And I have to agree.
And I have to agree.
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