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October 2, 2013

How effortlessly you can be something to me without meaning any of those things. You are a true magician. But that is not something I am bothered about. Rather, I am appalled by my ability to decipher all those things about you. I don’t get fooled. I don’t get into a selective amnesia. I’d have loved to get fooled so that it would hurt only once finally rather than this daily hurt of knowing the falsehood.

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