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You think you know me, don't you? You see the cultivated garden, the neatly tended home, the polite facade. But you don't truly see anything. You only see what you want to believe. You hover at the edges, a shadow, a constant presence I'm forced to acknowledge. But I've known you're there. Always. And it stops now.
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You think you know me, don't you? You see the cultivated garden, the neatly tended home, the polite facade. But you don't truly see anything. You only see what you want to believe. You hover at the edges, a shadow, a constant presence I'm forced to acknowledge. But I've known you're there. Always. And it stops now.