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| I forgive you for cruelly ripping my heart out and stomping on it, leaving me in a morass of pain and abject suffering. | |
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| And I forgive you for being a cold-hearted bitch who is unable to muster an ounce of compassion or human decency. | |
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| Are you sure you forgive me? You still seem a little bit bitter. | |
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