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Dialectics

• I need to move forward.
• It's dangerous to the left.
• "I'm feeling distracted so I'm going to work on the computer for a while."
• Remorse, she swears.
• Expected a period of productivity and focus while she was gone.
• Revenge fantasies.
• Sudden loud noises.
• Rebuffed by an old friend while seeking understanding.
• Sometimes I feel I'm being played...
• Never had a chance to grieve.
• Does he truly understand?
• I wish you still loved me the way you did...
• Insults.
• He was a nice guy.
• After so many years, to be not in love.
• Nobody's ever going to love me like that again.
• "You've never been committed to me."

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