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I thought I was invincible

and unattached

to the wants of the rest of the world.

So I played a few games

and broke a few hearts

to prove to myself I was ready for something else.

But rather I got caught on a hook

and am drowning in emotions up

to my neck with thoughts of new prospects.

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