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Feb 2020
means ****. You did it half-
assed. Hooray for you. Oh, I’m
sorry I don’t have the award to
pin on you. I’m tired of this

game. Nothing has changed. I won’t
mindlessly go along with something
for the sake of saying we did. I’d
rather give up with gusto than to muster

through another lifeless relationship. If
you keep filling this ship with water
it’ll sink. I’d rather ride off in a one-person
raft with my integrity intact.
sandra wyllie
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