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Sometimes I wonder if happiness is just a brief moment between struggles. Like holding water in cupped hands, the more I try to keep it together, the more it slips through my fingers. Yet somehow, I keep trying, even when my arms are tired.
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Hello Robert, This is me talking and I won't force you to believe or trust me, you find it hard to trust me and I can't cope with that
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