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| Alone. Lost in the darkness of life, without love or attention. If this my fate, to resign myself to this terrible void? | |
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| If only Mindy would notice me, the shining beacon of the fax room. Would she reciprocate my feelings? Would she love? | |
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| I wish you wouldn't call me other people's names. | |
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