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I'm sure it could have been false. Created just for me. In just the right way to tell me exactly what I want to hear. Well, it worked. I believed it. I hope you're happy. It was just what you were designed for. To help. To slowly uncover bits of truth. It wasn't easy, but I applaud your attempt. Your successful attempt. It all makes sense now. Everything can neatly be classed into files and folders in nice little boxes. Oh how I've waited for this moment. For you to show up. Show your face and in turn be held responsible. For lifting the tension and brightening the cloudy, rainy, otherwise awful day. For peeling off layers to reveal something new. Something brighter. Something with room for change. Something that I can be.