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He: What's wrong?
These achieved chats hold me hostage to these uncertain memory wandering in my mind, seeking solitude chaotically. Patience with vengeance and uncertainty with the certainty to hold on, tumbling down the rainbow we measure alone and the rustic dusty windows that still paves our way to home...YOU WERE HOME! I have been searching this place forever and when I have had it all, I screwed up everything.
I'm homeless now and might me forever.. I had solemnly accepted you and loved you and will forever.
She: (sent) NOTHING!!