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“You...”
“Me?”
“Yes, you. Where have you been?”
“I've never left. What do you mean?”
“Yes you did. You are far away…”
“But, you’re the one who pushed me away…”
“I wouldn't dare to do that!”
“You've already done it.”
“What are you talking about?”
“You wanted to move on.”
“How come? I can't move a step without you around.”
“Said that it's time to leave me behind. You didn't want me to be by your side.”
“What? THAT'S A LIE.”
“No. You wanted me to die!”
“I kept dreaming about you.”
“I'm not believing you,”
“Sought you out everywhere.”
“But you exiled me to nowhere.”
“You went far from me.”
“You locked me far, far away.”
“But.....b-but, I need you.”
“From where did that come?”
“You are the missing piece of me.”
“I'm an abounded piece of you.”
“I was wrong.”
“Too late, I became a fog.”
“You must get back.”
“I don't own the lock.”
“I have the key.”
“Then send me free...”

If you didn't know who they were, here is a thing:
It's you. We all have this conversation with ourselves when we put some of our old things away and then feel the need to get them back.
We try to hide the little happy kid inside us, so they would say that we are grown up and mature.
We hide our little demon, so people won't fear us and say that we are kind and good.
Even the genius inside us - we hide it so people won't consider us as competitive.
But, have you ever considered that your little kid needs your demon and that your demon needs your genius? It's like a chain. You can't leave one of them behind.
You need them all, ‘cause you will meet all.

That's the thing :)

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