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for the first time there is no guarantee. no promise of staying. in fact, it.s the o.p.p.o.s.i.t.e. it.s guaranteed that you won.t be here. i expect no false promises. every.other time i concentrate on nothing but the future: what.s in it for me? promise me you'll never leave. why should i make an effort if you won't be around? why don.t i get to the part where i love you? even... if it.s just for now. there's not one.single.reason not.to. so i think i.m gonna. [if i haven.t already]
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