Though at my core, I'm still me. Sometimes I feel closer to everyone, like I'm walking with you all. And it's nice.
And some days, I'm gazing at everyone through a glass wall. You all gather and you laugh and you love. You cry and live. And I feel affection in me as I watch, but it's distant, even more so than the wall that separates us. But that's fine. I don't care, really.
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Though at my core, I'm still me. Sometimes I feel closer to everyone, like I'm walking with you all. And it's nice.
And some days, I'm gazing at everyone through a glass wall. You all gather and you laugh and you love. You cry and live. And I feel affection in me as I watch, but it's distant, even more so than the wall that separates us. But that's fine. I don't care, really.