" "He doesn’t care."
“I know.” I said.
“He doesn’t miss you.”
“I know.” I said.
” He doesn’t think of you.”
“I know.” I said.
“You’re not important to him.”
“I know.” I said.
“He doesn’t love you.”
“I know.” I said.
“If you disappeared, it’d be ok for him.”
“I know. I know.” I kept saying. "
" All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages "
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