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Part VI: NOTES FROM THE BROKEN I don't know what to say.
Life is hard.
Love is harder.
I want to see the world;
But I guess I'll have to settle;
For this quiet little place that I'm drawn to.
So haunting.
I sit here sometimes to get away from the world.
I come here to lose track of time.
The girl.
The girl.
The girl...
I'll sing like a saddened windchime.
