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How to be There's only one way into my heart... It's locked. He locked it when he loved me first; when he taught me how to be... Strong. Independent. Aloof. But now I'm all these things, who can love me now? I can't let go... or open up... can't be a part of that. Except with him, who loved me once, who taught me how to be.
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