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... eet me.

My body felt calm walking down the busy road. Since meeting Eternia, the colours in my World started to return for some reason.

However, I no longer feel pressured or the need to lash out towards others because of my insecurities that said change takes time, and now I can only make an effort to keep the words and feelings I have right now to make them permanent.

I knew I had a long way to go to heal completely, but her words in the car hit me like a bag of bricks. ...

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