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Remember when I said I would love you bald and toothless? It’s been a year. I hope you’re a totally different guy now.
I swing wildly from wishing you all of my stomachaches and flinches to praying to the sky above that you found a way to be happy.
Tonight I wish both. I hope you look around every corner, terrified you’ll see me. I hope you wake up sick. I can wish that and also hope you are building inch by inch on top of all that old rubble to a better life. I hope it hurts you every day as a reminder of what to never do again.
Anyway I really don’t have that much faith in you, upon reflection. But thank you at least for staying away like I asked.
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