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I told her how I felt,
I poured it all out.
I didn't beat around the bush.
She tells me that I've changed.
I'm not the Alexis she knew and loved.
If I changed,
who did I change in to?
"The purpose of a writer is to keep civilization from destroying itself." -- Albert Camus
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