Part 9

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I was the advocate and he was the mediator. Though we were often in sync our dance was one of melochony. We had both been hurt time and time again. I was too emotional and he was too emotionally detached. We both saw the sadness in each other and tried to heal it with love. We don't know if it will work, but we'll try to love the other while we hate ourselves.

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